It was like certain dinners I remember from the war. There was much wine, an ignored tension, and a feeling of things coming that you could not prevent happening. Under the wine I lost the disgusted feeling and was happy. It seemed they were all such nice people.

If my Valentine you won't be, I'll hang myself on your Christmas tree.

Hail nothing full of nothing, nothing is with thee.

You're beautiful, like a May fly.

To make war all you need is intelligence. But to win you need talent and material.

it is all very well for you to write simply and the simpler the better. But do not start to think so damned simply. Know how complicated it is and then state it simply.

People fall in love, but have to climb out.