ww2

Posters go up in the market, on tree trunks in the Place Chateaubriand. Voluntary surrender of firearms. Anyone who does not cooperate will be shot.

Who was Hitler" demanded little Tracy"He was this bloke in World War Two" explained Ben.

[The] Japanese were a people in a profound, inverse, reverse, or if I preferred it, even perverse sense, more in love with death than living.

I've got one thing to say: I killed a lot of germans, and I'm only sorry I didn't kill more.

That__ war. It won__ let anyone get away unscathed. I__ sorry about Grete.__erner aka __ens__n the novel 'the Informer' by Steen Langstrup

If we don't think about our death until we die, how can we decide how we want to live?

I took a deep breath of the syrupy sweetness of summer, suffused with bees and birds, and I thought to myself how beautiful this world can be. How lucky we are to be here, to be part of it, for however long we have.

I often noticed that the surrounding mountains inspired Hitler. He once joked that here he stood 'above the world' in an environment comparable to Olympius, legendary mount of the gods, but that alone can never have been the motivation for himto put down his private roots on Obersalzberg.

We were supposed to be heroes.___here__ no such thing as heroes.__onversation between __lis K_ and __orge__he Informer by Steen Langstrup

Live for something rather than die for nothing.

The wounded are instruments, singing pain.

The dangers of the sea should always take precedenceover the violence of the enemy__ear-Admiral Ben Bryant CB, DSO and two bars, DSC

Perhaps the Allies will engage in some trickery. A diversionary landing, perhaps as you yourself have suggested, my Fuhrer. But the real strike will come here. At Calais.

Your guardian angel must have been working over time,' Penny laughed shakily. Rose laughed as she put her arms around her sister and hugged her. 'More like the Devil taking care of his own.

We're becoming slaves; the war scatters us in all directions, takes away everything we own, snatches the bread from out of our mouths; let me at least retain the right to decide my own destiny, to laugh at it, defy it, escape it if I can. A slave? Better to be a slave than a dog who thinks he's free as he trots along behind his master. She listened to the sound of men and horses passing by. They don't even realise they're slaves, she said to herself, and I, I would be just like them if a sense of pity, solidarity, the "spirit of the hive" forced me to refuse to be happy.

Where they burn books, at the end they also burn people

Then help us.___ don__ want to make trouble, Madame.___sn__ doing nothing a kind of troublemaking?___oing nothing is doing nothing.___oing nothing is as good as collaborating._ __t__ not a person you wish to fight, Madame, it__ a system. How do you fight a system?___ou try.

That pistol I gave you is a piece of crap. You can__ hit anything with it, not at that distance.__taring at her with tears in his blinking eyes, he says, __ did.__onversation between Alis K and WillyThe Informer