There must be something better than this world, and the world must be better than this.
World
His voice, what he said, remains, and it is here, all of those voices are here, in what I am telling you. If in the beginning there was the word, then perhaps, with humility at the smallness of our powers, in words a small part of us can return.
Words
The war was about everything, it was everything, and the question of where it came from was meaningless. There was only the question of how to live through it.
War
The war keeps taking pieces of me anyway. Makes the rest of me harder to hit.