“[John …] was a painter. For him, like me, art
was the only thing that gave life
meaning and value.
He regarded the war as a crime.
He hated everyone who shouted hurrah
and hung banners from the windows,
and felt akin to those who suffered and bled.”
was the only thing that gave life
meaning and value.
He regarded the war as a crime.
He hated everyone who shouted hurrah
and hung banners from the windows,
and felt akin to those who suffered and bled.”