Love and War

War has the power to nurture love while balancing social status. Nevil Shute, a novel British patient Michael Ondaatje and a town like Alice, confirmed during the war through fictitious facts that men and women of different lives could find each other's unparalleled love. Each novel also provides the evidence that love set the fire during the war and survived the trial of time and distance. Hana and Kip of The English Patient, and Jean and Joe experienced these trials and hardships concerning love and war.

I am talking about why compassionate and considerate people can love war even knowing and disliking war. Like other love, love for war is made up of complex and inconsistent causes. Some of them were very easy to argue; others were too overwhelming and too much overwhelming. I will mention more good reasons first. Part of the reason for love for war is that it is a strong experience; its temptation is witnessing, the basic passion of human nature to see, the so-called desire of the Bible, and the Vietnamese Marine Corps It is the so - called eyes. The war stopped time and exacerbated the experience of terrible ecstasy. Contrary to the passionate darkness of the moment of "Greek Ode in Greek": "Always warm, still enjoying / always panting, always young" "War offers infinite exoticism, enough" I can not believe it. " "To last a lifetime

In "love and war," George Bush wrote a love letter to his new fiancé. The date is December 12, 1943. World War II is still in progress, and he is preparing to fight another battle in the sea. He enthusiastically told Bar (Barbara) that he fell in love with her completely. The high goal of his fight in war is changing. He just wants to stay with her. The realization of painful wars must be heavy in their heads. Happy days in 1943 should be full of celebrations and dinners. On the contrary, it was a blast, an aircraft that could not fly with strong winds, long term duties abroad, little communication, and fear was hidden. I am worried. Every small turn, death is crouching and you are ready to catch the next victim

They say love and war are fair. Love is unfair, sometimes it feels like a war - war, casualties fill the entrenchment. I love you very much and I can not even measure it. I do not know if this is the right decision. It's like chess - it will not be known until I finish the game. All sleepless nights, spiritual war and confusion - I think it is worth looking in the long run. Even if we go to the last game and I have to let the king disappoint, I can not say that it is not worth it. Like a canvas in a picture, I draw a person who spent countless tasks. This picture is still beautiful, but a crack is always there - in your heart draw your attention