Just when you think this war has taken everything you loved, you meet someone and realize that somehow you still have more to give.

...we're dealing with two devils who both want to rule hell.

He threw his burning cigarette onto our clean living room floor and ground it into the wood with his boot.
We were about to become cigarettes.

What had human beings become? Did war make us evil or just activate an evil already lurking within us?

What did I want? I wanted the war to be over so I could ask her out.

The Wilhelm Gustloff was pregnant with lost souls conceived of war. They would crowd into her belly and she would give birth to their freedom.