It was an odd friendship, but the oddnesses of friendships are a frequent guarantee of their lasting texture.

He added that a Frenchman in the train had given him a great sandwich that so stank of garlic that he had been inclined to throw it at the fellow's head.

He thought he suddenly understood. For the Lincon-shire sergeant-major the word Peace meant that a man could stand up on a hill. For him it meant someone to talk to.

We are all so afraid, we are all so alone, we all so need from the outside the assurance of our own worthiness to exist.

The world is full of places to which I want to return

I couldn't regard myself as personally repulsive. No man can, or, if he ever comes to do so, that is the end of him.

Damn it all, it's the first duty of a soldier - it's the first duty of all Englishmen - to be able to tell a good lie in answer to a charge.