Let everything be remade on simple lines. There is only one people, there is only one people! - Henri Barbusse

It terrifies one to think for how short a time science has been methodical and of useful industry; and after all, is there anything on earth more marvelously easy than destruction? Who knows the new mediums it has laid in store? Who knows the limit of cruelty to which the art of poisoning may go? Who knows if they will not subject and impress epidemic disease as they do the living armies — or that it will not emerge, meticulous, invincible, from the armies of the dead? Who knows by what dread means they will sink in oblivion this war, which only struck to the ground twenty thousand men a day, which has invented guns of only seventy-five miles' range, bombs of only one ton's weight, aeroplanes of only a hundred and fifty miles an hour, tanks, and submarines which cross the Atlantic? Their costs have not yet reached in any country the sum total of private fortunes.

And night came, as every night will come, until the last one, which
will be too vast. There is no hell, no inferno except the frenzy of living The last cry, as it was the
first.

Estamos crucificados; no como Dios, que lo fue en carne sobre una cruz, sino que estamos crucificados sobre el tiempo y el espacio.