All cowardice comes from not truly loving, or at least, not loving well.

I do not think I had ever seen a nastier-looking man. Under the black hat, when I had first seen them, the eyes had been those of an unsuccessful rapist.

I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I'm awake, you know?

In modern war... you will die like a dog for no good reason.

Some other places were not so good but maybe we were not so good when we were in them.

I loved her and I loved no one else and we had a lovely magic time while we were alone. I worked well and we made great trips, and I thought we were invulnerable again, and it wasn't until we were out of the mountains in late spring, and back in Paris, that the other thing started again.

There are worse places to be than on your own.