“Do you have any idea," Kent continued,with a smoldering rage," how many young men i have prayed over in the last two years,boys, torn apart by that stupid, senseless war, or cut down by disease? Yet, somehow, someone somewhere decided that shooting a man in the head or stabbing him with a bayonet is more acceptable than touching him with love.(...) But it's God i must answer to, not the whimsical laws of men.”