The sum of a million facts is not the truth.

An Edwardian lady in full dress was a wonder to behold, and her preparations for viewing were awesome.

I realized that the worst thing that could happen to me was about to happen to me.

The sum of a million facts is not the truth.

One strange feeling, which I remember clearly, was a powerful link with the slain, particularly those that had fallen within the past hour or two. There was so much death around that life seemed almost indecent. Some men's uniforms were soaked with gobs of blood. The ground was sodden with it. I killed, too.

Japanese naval officers in dress whites are frequent guests at Pearl Harbor's officers' mess and are very polite. They always were. Except, of course, for that little interval there between 1941 and 1945.

Actors who have tried to play Churchill and MacArthur have failed abysmally because each of those men was a great actor playing himself.