From each one of them rose separate columns of smoke, meeting in a pall overhead, and through the smoke came stabbing flashes of fire as German shells burst with thudding shocks of sound. This was the front line of battle.
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Nationality: British Type: Journalist Born: May 1, 1877 Death: March 10, 1962 |
“Everyone gets the feeling that they know you and they know your life, and I felt really embarrassed by that.”
“I don't trust or love anyone. Because people are so creepy. Creepy creepy creeps. Creeping around. Creeping here and creeping there. Creeping everywhere.”