But maybe it is not utterly hopeless.
You--you'll come back after the war." "I don't know that I want to come back," he said.

"For then--it'd be just as bad--worse....

Miss Anderson, it won't hurt to tell you the truth....

A year ago--that first time I saw you--I fell in love with you.

I think--when I'm away--over in France--I'd like to feel that you know.