“I knew today that the barriers against the oceans, the forts of resistance, the Hadrian walls made of sand, the Maginot lines of seashells, these discreet altars of childhood dedicated to battle, remained, in the most innocent way, what was found to be the most fitting to recall the memory of men lost in war, not only in the statistical sense of losses, but in the sense of the lost ones. The lost ones, the fought ones. And that this concerned, more broadly, all the men who preceded us, the fathers, of course, in the first place.”