These men were born to drill and die. Point for them the virtue of the slaughter, Make plain to them the excellence of killing And a field where a th… - Stephen Crane

In the darkness he saw visions of a thousand-tongued fear that would babble at his back and cause him to flee, while others were going coolly about their country’s business. He admitted that he would not be able to cope with this monster. He felt that every nerve in his body would be an ear to hear the voices, while other men would remain stolid and deaf.

A man feared that he might find an assassin;
Another that he might find a victim.
One was more wise than the other.

It was difficult to think of reputation when others were thinking of skins.