I had two family members involved in World War I: two great-uncles. One of them is on a memorial in France. And the other was a trench runner who survived the war. The average life span of a trench runner was 36 hours, but he survived the whole war.
“I no longer buy papers or tabloids or magazines or read blogs. I used to. But it was just filling up my day with hatred.”
“We often plough so much energy into the big picture, we forget the pixels.”