There’s no fun in fightin’ fer people when everything yeh do — no matter what — ain’t done right. - Stephen Crane

As the landscape changed from brown to green, the army awakened, and began to tremble with eagerness at the noise of rumors.

So it came to pass that as he trudged from the place of blood and wrath his soul changed.

Since he had turned his back upon the fight his fears had been wondrously magnified. Death about to thrust him between the shoulder blades was far more dreadful than death about to smite him between the eyes. When he thought of it later, he conceived the impression that it is better to view the appalling than to be merely within hearing.