We used to wonder where war lived, what it was that made it so vile. And now we realize that we know where it lives, that it is inside ourselves… It’s there, that’s where it really is, and we were looking for in it the blue sky and the world’s indifference. It is in this terrible loneliness both of the combatants and of the noncombatants, in this humiliated despair that we all feel.
— from The Notebooks