Some day I'd like to cover a war in a country as ugly as war itself.

I've been immersed in it too long. My spirit is wobbly and my mind is confused. The hurt has become too great.

[I]nstead of the usual "Why can't we make movies more like real life?" I think a more pertinent question is "Why can't real life be more like the movies?"

One of the parodoxes of war is that those in the rear want to get up into the fight, while those in the lines want to get out.

Our artillery... The Germans feared it almost more than anything we had.

Below us the Thames grew lighter, and all around below were the shadows - the dark shadows of buildings and bridges that formed the base of this dreadful masterpiece.

The front-line soldier wants it to be got over by the physical process of his destroying enough Germans to end it. He is truly at war. The rest of us, no matter how hard we work, are not.