We men have always enjoyed killing each other.
The moment a new campaign was announced, everyone had to be in it!
You ride into battle, with a cry that expresses solidarity and unnerves the enemy. At that moment your mind is suspended between terror and bliss.
There is no past or future, neither being nor non-being, only freedom.

The invention of fire-arms changed all that.
The thrill is gone.
I’m staying home.