Fascism is a lie told by bullies.

If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of your life it stays with you, for Paris is a moveable feast.

When you love you wish to do things for. You wish to sacrifice for. You wish to serve.

In the morning there was a big wind blowing and the waves were running high up on the beach and he was awake a long time before he remembered that his heart was broken.

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

It is a hell of a thing to be hungry in your own house.

I hate a cramp, he thought. It is a treachery of one's own body.