...also took for granted that secret services were the only real measure of a nations political health, the only real expression of its subconscious.

Let's die of it before we're too old.

Look... we're getting to be old men, and we've spent our lives looking for the weaknesses in one another's systems. I can see through Eastern values just as you can see through our Western ones. Both of us, I am sure, have experienced ad nauseam the technical satisfactions of this wretched war. But now your own side is going to shoot you. Don't you think it's time to recognise that there is as little worth on your side as there is on mine?

The monsters of our childhood do not fade away, neither are they ever wholly monstrous. But neither, in my experience, do we ever reach a plane of detachment regarding our parents, however wise and old we may become. To pretend otherwise is to cheat.

What else has a journalist to do these days, after all, but report life's miseries?

The fact that you can only do a little is no excuse for doing nothing.

Having your book turned into a movie is like seeing your oxen turned into bouillon cubes.