Writing and travel broaden your ass if not your mind and I like to write standing up.

The world is a fine place and worth the fighting for and I hate very much to leave it.

It was strange how easy being tired enough made it.

All thinking men are atheists.

It was a pleasant cafe, warm and clean and friendly, and I hung up my old water-proof on the coat rack to dry and put my worn and weathered felt hat on the rack above the bench and ordered a cafe au lait. The waiter brought it and I took out a notebook from the pocket of the coat and a pencil and started to write.

It could be worse,' Passini said respectfully. "There is nothing worse than war." Defeat is worse." I do not believe it," Passini said still respectfully. "What is defeat? You go home.

Work could cure almost anything