“It is something sitting down the street in the Reich Chancellery, lonesomely bent over a great desk, drawing lines on maps, dreaming big dreams of world conquest.
It is crowded around in a circle in Warsaw, racking its brains in an attempt to outguess Hitler.
It is gathered in a church in England, asking God for guidance at this fatal hour.
It is walking in the fields of France, where anxious eyes are trained on the secret hills across the Rhine.
It is in a thousand history books, in a million dispatches of ambassadors to their governments, in hundreds of capitals over the world, in the opinions of men talking excitedly on street corners, in the hearts of mothers and in the wild hopes of their sons.
It lies in the whims of the bosses, the whims of the dictators, the caprices of their women. War is the biggest thing…
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