It makes no difference what men think of war, said the judge. War endures. As well ask men what they think of stone. War was always here. Before man was, war waited for him. The ultimate trade awaiting its ultimate practitioner. That is the way it was and will be. That way and not some other way.

The world could only be known as it existed in men's hearts. For while it seemed a place which contained men it was in reality a place contained within them.

A dream inside a dream might not be a dream.

You think when you wake up in the mornin yesterday don't count. But yesterday is all that does count. What else is there? Your life is made out of the days it’s made out of. Nothin else.

Nobody wants to be here and nobody wants to leave.

She smiled. I think it's just the snow. I think it makes people stop and think. Bell nodded. I hope it comes a blizzard then.

I felt early on I wasn't going to be a respectable citizen.