Somebody said that carrier pilots were the best in the world, and they must be or there wouldn't be any of them left alive.

For a lifetime I had bathed with becoming regularity, and thought the world would come to an end unless I changed my socks every day. But in Africa I sometimes went without a bath for two months, and I went two weeks at a time without even changing my socks. Oddly enough, it didn't seem to make much difference.

If you go long enough without a bath, even the fleas will let you alone.

Someday when peace has returned to this odd world I want to come to London again and stand on a certain balcony on a moonlit night and look down upon the peaceful silver curve of the Thames with its dark bridges.

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.

War makes strange giant creatures out of us little routine men who inhabit the earth.

Say what you will, nothing can make a complete soldier except battle experience.