During the novel, Huck stated “It’s lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky, up there, all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up at them and discuss about whether they was made, or only just happened.” (Twain, Pg. 90 ¶ 2.) Both Huck and Jim enjoyed being able to connect with nature, and the bond it allowed them to create. The ending of the novel is very romantic, almost as if Twain’s goal was to achieve a story book “happily ever after.” Everything in the ending of the novel goes mysteriously right and all the characters achieve the happiness they were seeking out in the beginning.
War habitually desensitizes and numbs the fighting soldiers due to the harsh, crippling events they have witnessed. War creates a feeling of endless hopelessness felt by the comrades during the war. In “All Quiet on the Western Front”, Erich Maria Remarque exposes the change of characterization of Paul Baumer from an innocent boy transformed by the monstrosities of war into a desensitized soldier by repeating the pattern of soldiers going to the front, being at the front, and then being away from the front to expose the personal destruction caused by it. On the way to the front, the comrades are experiencing rising anxiety and intimidating tension from the realization of the unavoidability death on the frontline. For example Baumer is thinking, “Every time it is the same.
The angelic subject of this tale finally figures out how to fly away in the end of the story, which though bittersweet, is a great deal more optimistic of an an ending than the mass drowning of an entire class of children. Its narrative style is more realistic, and the author includes instances of vivid, naturalistic detail, such as stating “He was lying in a corner drying his open wings in the sunlight among the fruit peels and breakfast leftovers that the early risers had thrown him,” when describing the winged man. (7) This depiction feels harsh and unadulterated, such is the style of a Magical Realism literary piece. Even the wings seem incredibly lifelike in this description, as a result of Marquez’s deadpan delivery. Another instance is when Marquez describes the chicken coop, saying that “If they washed it down with creolin and burned tears of myrrh inside it every so often, it was not in homage to the angel but to drive away the dungheap stench that still hung everywhere like a ghost and was turning the new house into an old one.” (10) There is nothing romanticized about this portrayal.
It’s hard to say exactly what Paul would be like if he never fought the war but it is easy to say that his personality would be immensely different. World War I forever changed Paul Bӓumer in All Quiet on the Western Front just as it changed the lives of real life soldiers fighting in the war and how war continues to change lives
The poem includes descriptions of the speakers comrade, that had recently been killed, giving imagery of what he views. The soldier explains how his companion appears “massacred”, with “his mouth of broken teeth facing the full moon” and “his bloated hands permeating [his] silence”(Ungaretti). With such frightful word choice, the author certainly emphasizes the horrors of war through the use of his words, and it can be inferred that the speaker feels emotionally in pain from this death witnessed when the soldier elucidates how “he has never been so attached to life”(Ungaretti). Although the speaker may agonize over the death of his comrade, he also feels this connection to life because he potentially could be in the same gruesome position, alive one moment and dead the
War is one of the most controversial and fascinating aspects of human life, which includes sacrifice, argument, and worst of all human death. The argument of war is whether or not the sacrifice of human life is necessary or not. The authors of My Brother Sam Is Dead are totally against war; they are neutral and they give Tim the same idea as them in the novel. They even show the irony and cruelty of war in the book by the punishing and ironic deaths of Ned, Sam, and Life. This novel is based in Redding, Conneticut during the time of the Revolutionary War.
Chickamauga by Ambrose Bierce is an essay written about the battle of chickamauga, Bierce uses imagery to show the horrors of warfare and the toll it takes on those affected by it. Employing imagery, Bierce shows the everlasting effect of war on soldiers, their families, and the people living in the war terrorized areas. He does this by explaining in disturbingly gruesome detail the condition of soldiers and the destroyed surroundings of battlefield areas. Bierce starts of his essay in a happy aspect using imagery words such as “sunny,” “heroic,” “loved,” and “happy” to better convey that people rarely know what real life war conditions are like until they are in them. Also to show that becoming a soldier is seen as a heroic act of bravery
Analysis of All Quiet on the Western Front Many war novels are written in an admirable way as if war as an act of valor and honor in which men sacrifice their lives for their country and for the greater good. All Quiet on the Western Front is a novel published in 1929 by Erich Remarque. This novel,contrasting many others, does not admire war, but speaks of itshorrors with unparalleled veracity. All Quiet on The Western Front is clearly an anti-war book as can be seen with Paul’s changing mindset preceding and during the war, descriptions of the cruelty of war, and Paul’s reaction to the death his friends. “Won’t you join up, Comrades?” (Remarque, 11) said Kantorek, who was Paul’s schoolmaster and had swayed Paul and his friends to go to the District Commandment and volunteer for the war.
Within this essay you will learn about imagery, metaphors, and symbolism. These are all devices that are vital in portraying the overall theme of the brutality of war, in All Quiet on the Western Front. One of the main literary devices used in All Quiet on the Western Front is imagery. An example of this is when Detering, Paul and, his friends become pale and sick at hearing
The cool, upland air, flooding through the everlasting branches of the lively tree, as it casts a vague shadow onto the grasses ' fine green. Fresh sunlight penetrates through the branches of the tree, illuminating perfect spheres of water upon its green wands. My numb and almost transparent feet are blanketed by the sweetness of the scene, as the sunlight paints my lips red, my hair ebony, and my eyes honey-like. The noon sunlight acts as a HD camera, telling no lies, in the world in which shadows of truth are the harshest, revealing every flaw in the sight, like a toddler carrying his very first camera, taking pictures of whatever he sees. My head looks down at the sight of my cold and lifeless feet, before making its way up to the reaching arms of an infatuating tree, glowing brightly virescent at the edges of the trunk, inviting a soothing, tingling sensation to my soul.