If Rommel were in front of him, Victor would definitely grab his shoulders and say,
"Get a grip!"
"Don't be reckless."
"Hold steady!"
He sat in the chair, smoking a Camel, in an office filled with many people, all smokers. Casare couldn't stand it anymore and went to open the window, leaning out to breathe in some fresh air.
When men are together, it's either about women or cigarettes, drinking or national affairs.
"What does the staff think?" Victor asked.
Horatio Herbert Kitchener had a few strands of white hair at his temples, aged not by years but by hard work, his eyes opening to battle plans for hundreds of thousands of troops every day.
Do you think it's easy being a staff officer?
If it were easy, they wouldn't have a department all to themselves.
An average of less than six hours of sleep…
It's okay for a short time, but tough to sustain in the long run.
