“War rarely generates personal animosities between members of the opposing forces, for it is too big for that. The hate is there, but it is a larger hatred, a hatred for everything the enemy stands for, for all of his professed ideals, for his very way of life. Individuals stand for nothing in this mammoth hate, and that is why friends—even members of the same family—can at times be on opposite sides, and why, after the fighting is over, it is possible to respect and even like the man who lately wished to kill you.”