Passchendaele is but a pinprick on a fair-sized map, but so that we should not take it the enemy had spent much of his man-power and his gun-power without stint, and there have flowed up to his guns tides of shells almost as great as the tides that flowed up to our guns, and throughout these months he has never ceased, by day or night, to pour out hurricanes of fire over all these fields, in the hope of smashing up our progress.
"From Bapaume to Passchendaele, 1917"
Philip Gibbs
"Yes," said his father, still furious from the pinprick.
"The Quality of Mercy"
W. D. Howells
That truly is only a pinprick."
"A Girl in Ten Thousand"
L. T. Meade