I have no choice of living or dying, you see, sir--but I do have a choice of how I do it. If I tell them not to fight, they will be sorry, but they will fight. If I tell them to fight, they will be glad, and I who am not a very brave man will have made them a little braver.

Well, I never seen one guy take so much trouble for another guy. I just like to know what your interest is.

A kind of second childhood falls on so many men. They trade their violence for the promise of a small increase of life span. In effect, the head of the house becomes the youngest child.

Men all do about the same thing when they wake up.

My whole work drive has been aimed at making people understand each other. . .

I have lost all sense of home, having moved about so much. It means to me now--only that place where the books are kept.

A funeral isn't for the dead. You'll simply be a stage set for a kind of festival maybe. And besides, you won't even be there.