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When we got down from the ambulances there were sharp cracks about us as bursts of shrapnel splashed down upon the Town Hall square. Dead soldiers lay outside and I glanced at them coldly. We were in search of the living.
Listen to the cry of a woman in labor at the hour of giving birth - look at the dying man's struggle at his last extremity, and then tell me whether something that begins and ends thus could be intended for enjoyment.
| Nell Carter, Actress (1948) |
| Roald Dahl, Novelist (1916) |
| Lincoln Davis, Politician (1943) |
| Marie Von Ebner-Eschenbach, Novelist (1830) |
| Oliver Evans, Inventor (1755) |
| Julius Charles Hare, Clergyman (1795) |
| Robert Indiana, Artist (1928) |
| Goran Ivanisevic, Athlete (1971) |
| Bill Janklow, Politician (1939) |
| Maurice Jarre, Composer (1924) |
| Samuel Alexander, Philosopher (1938) |


