““The war had made him see that not everything was quite as black and white as he’d once thought. Most people were neither all good nor all bad. The guy kneeling beside you in the trenches could be a prejudiced bastard one minute and, in the next, he might risk his neck for your skin. A peaceful looking town could turn out to be a booby-trapped nest of bombs. Even your mortal enemy was probably just a young guy far from home who missed his wife and kids.””
