Excerpt from Lies

It is an unsatisfactory business this book. I feel rather like a man driven desperate by midges on a summer's day. This post-war world is black with lies - biting and buzzing round everything. This wretched thing is too small to do much damage, and it must be spoiled by all the biting I have suffered as I wrote it. The only way to write pure truth in these days would be to write nothing but prayers. But people are so bitten with lies that they have lost the taste for pure prayers. If one gets near enough to God, lies don't matter, they are harmless, but it is the getting to God. There are so many poor unfortunate beggars that cannot see any God for this cloud of lies. We must get out of it

and get to God or Well, I do not know

what is coming, but it is going to be something awful. There's a bad smell about -a very bad smell, it is like the smell of the Dead - it is the smell of dead souls.

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