weltschmerz

This quote from Hawkeye has been in the forefront of my mind lately.

Look, you can’t lay all that on my shoulders. Don’t you know how much this place stinks? Don’t you know what it’s like to stand day after day in blood? In the blood of children? I hate this place. And if I can’t stand up to it to your satisfaction, then — then the hell with it. How dare you? The hell with your Iowa naivete, and the hell with your hero worship and your teddy bear, and while you’re at it, the hell with you. Why don’t you grow up for crying out loud? I’m not here for you to admire. I’m here to pull bodies out of a sausage grinder — if possible, without going crazy. Period. — Hawkeye

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