When we came back to Paris it was clear and cold and lovely.

You never kill any one that you want to kill in a war, he said to himself.

I'm not going to get into the ring with Tolstoy.

Go all the way with it. Do not back off. For once, go all the goddamn way with what matters.

French is the language of diplomacy. Spanish is the language of bureaucracy.

It's silly not to hope. It's a sin he thought.

They were beaten to start with. They were beaten when they took them from their farms and put them in the army. That is why the peasant has wisdom, because he is defeated from the start. Put him in power and see how wise he is.