"That strange feeling we had in the war. Have you found anything in your lives since to equal it in strength? A sort of splendid carelessness it was, holding us together"

Noel Coward's quote talks to the one-of-a-kind bond that was created in between soldiers during the battle. It was a sensation of sociability and carelessness that differed from anything else. It was a sensation of becoming part of something bigger than oneself, of belonging to a team and also having a common purpose. This sensation was so solid that it held the soldiers together, also in the face of danger and also fatality. It was a sensation of living and of being part of something greater than oneself. Even after the war, it was tough to locate anything that could match the toughness of that feeling. It was a feeling of being part of something unique, something that might never ever be duplicated.