When you go to war as a boy you have a great illusion of immortality. Other people get killed; not you. . . . Then when you are badly wounded the first time you lose that illusion and you know it can happen to you. After being severely wounded two weeks before my nineteenth birthday I had a bad time until I figured out that nothing could happen to me that had not happened to all men before me. Whatever I had to do men had always done. If they had done it then I could do it too and the best thing was not to worry about it.

When I saw my wife again standing by the tracks as the train came in by the piled logs at the station, I wished I had died before I had ever loved anyone but her.

This was a big storm and he might as well enjoy it. It was ruining everything, but you might as well enjoy it

But perhaps he had enough animal strength and detached intelligence that he could make another start.

I am an old man who will live until I die," Anselmo said.

To hell with the Church when it becomes a State and the hell with the State when it becomes a Church.

Fish," the old man said. "Fish, you are going to have to die anyway. Do you have to kill me too?