I'm a bad man. I need to understand the past. It illuminates the present.

I'm an incurable romantic. The essence of romance is an unshakable conviction that next time will be different.

Soldiers live. He dies and not you, and you feel guilty, because you're glad he died, and not you. Soldiers live, and wonder why.

Oh, 'twould be marvelous if the world and its moral questions were like some game board, with plain black players and white, and fixed rules, and nary a shade of grey.

Morning is wonderful. Its only drawback is that it comes at such an inconvenient time of day.

Rich men have dreams. Poor men die to make them come true.

There are no self-proclaimed villains, only regiments of self-proclaimed saints. Victorious historians rule where good or evil lies.