It's money that brings trouble. It always has and it always will.

It is only in his head that man is heroic; in the pit of his stomach he is always a coward.

... Washington was not only an important capital. It was a city of fear. Below that glittering and delightful surface there is another story, that of underpaid Government clerks, men and women holding desperately to work that some political pull may at any moment take from them. A city of men in office and clutching that office, and a city of struggle which the country never suspects.

I have a great deal of mind. It takes a long time to change it.

Suspicion is like the rain. It falls on the just and on the unjust.

That is the tragedy of growing old, Chris. You don't leave the world. It leaves you.

War is not two great armies meeting in the clash and frenzy of battle. War is a boy being carried on a stretcher, looking up at God’s blue sky with bewildered eyes that are soon to close; war is a woman carrying a child that has been injured by a shell; war is spirited horses tied in burning buildings and waiting for death; war is the flower of a race, battered, hungry, bleeding, up to its knees in filthy water; war is an old woman burning a candle before the Mater Dolorsa for the son she has given.