Seems nothing draws men together like killing other men.

It is through suppression that hells are formed in us.

Some days are happy days - of themselves, as if for their own sakes. They seem to be enjoying themselves, regardless of what use may be made of them.

In writing ... remember that the biggest stories are not written about wars, or about politics, or even murders. The biggest stories are written about the things which draw human beings closer together.

... you can't put out a light just because it may light the wrong person.

Seems nothing draws men together like killing other men.

What we seek we do not find - that would be too trim and tidy for so reckless and opulent a thing as life. It is something else we find.