October's bellowing anger breakes and cleavesThe bronzed battalions of the stricken woodIn whose lament I hear a voice … - Siegfried Sassoon

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At 15, I knew someone whose mother cooked macrobiotic, so I persuaded my mother to go macrobiotic with me.

Siegfried Sassoon

October's bellowing anger breakes and cleavesThe bronzed battalions of the stricken woodIn whose lament I hear a voice that grievesFor battle's fruitless harvest, and the feudOf outrage men. Their lives are like the leavesScattered in flocks of ruin, tossed and blownAlong the westering furnace flaring red. O martyred youth and manhood overthrown,The burden of your wrongs is on my head.

Battle, Harvest, Men, Red, Tossed, Voice

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The fact is that five years ago I was, as near as possible, a different person to what I am tonight. I, as I am now, didn't exist at all. Will the same thing happen in the next five years? I hope so.

Change, Exist, Happen, Hope, Personality, Years

I have seen and endured the sufferings of the troops, and I can no longer be a party to prolong these sufferings for ends which I believe to be evil and unjust.

Believe, Endured, Evil, Longer, Party, Unjust

The dead. . . are more real than the living because they are complete.

Complete, Dead, Living, Real

For it is humanly certain that most of us remember very little of what we have read. To open almost any book a second time is to be reminded that we had forgotten well-nigh everything that the writer told us. Parting from the narrator and his narrative, we retain only a fading impression; and he, as it were, takes the book away from us and tucks it under his arm.

Book, Certain, Fading, Forgotten, Narrators, Time

And when the war is done and youth stone dead, I'd toddle safely home and die--in bed.

Betrayal, Home, Stone, Toddle, War