Only it’s just the same. In fact, do you know, because of all that pressure, and worry, and fear, it’s worse. There aren’t many men who think clearest when the stakes are highest. So people are even stupider in a war than the rest of the time. Thinking about how they’ll dodge the blame, or grab the glory, or save their skins, rather than about what will actually work There’s no job that forgives stupidity more than soldiering. No job that encourages it more.

If life has taught me one thing, it's that there are no villains. Only people, doing their best.

Belief without evidence is the very hallmark of the savage.

I got into reading a lot of noir and a lot of thrillers as well, and I really admired the plotting about those and the way that they can surprise you. And obviously to surprise people and to have twists in the tale, you have to plan quite carefully.

Every man has his excuses, and the more vile the man becomes, the more touching the story has to be. What is my story now, I wonder?

A friendship between a man and a woman was what you called it when one had been pursuing the other for a long time and never gotten anywhere.

Strange, how the best moments of our lives we scarcely notice except in looking back.