The Thin Red Line, Private John Bell

My dear wife, you get something twisted out of your insides by all this blood, filth, and noise. I want to stay changeless for you. I want to come back to you the man I was before. … Why should I be afraid to die? I belong to you. If I go first, I’ll wait for you there, on the other side of the dark waters. Be with me now. … We. We together. One being. Flow together like water. Till I can’t tell you from me. I drink you. Now. Now. … Love. Where does it come from? Who lit this flame in us? No war can put it out, conquer it. I was a prisoner. You set me free. …