it is all very well for you to write simply and the simpler the better. But do not start to think so damned simply. Know how complicated it is and then state it simply.

There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow men. True nobility lies in being superior to your former self.

To hell with them. Nothing hurts if you don't let it.

We think. We are not peasants. We are mechanics. But even the peasants know better than to believe in a war. Everybody hates war. There is a class that control a country that is stupid and down not realise anything and never can. That is why we have this war. Also they make money out of it.

Perhaps I should not have been a fisherman, he thought. But that was the thing that I was born for.

To hell with luck. I'll bring the luck with me.

Fear of death increases in exact proportion to increase in wealth.