I kept this to remind me of you trying to brush away the Villa Rossa from your teeth in the morning, swearing and eating aspirin and cursing harlots. Every time I see that glass I think of you trying to clean your conscience with a toothbrush.

The rain will stop, the night will end, the hurt will fade. Hope is never so lost that it can't be found.

We're always lucky,' I said and like a fool I did not knock on wood.

Abstract words such as glory, honor, courage, or hallow were obscene beside the concrete names of villages, the numbers of roads, the names of rivers, the numbers of regiments and the dates.

I would not have thought of eating a meal without drinking a beer.

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

We have very primitive emotions,” he said . “It's impossible not to be competitive. Spoils everything, though.