Human memory works its own wheel, and stops where it will, entirely without reference to the last stop, and with no connection with the next.

The whole world and every human being in it is everybody's business.

The mad also laugh, or is that what Freud and the others discovered perhaps, that only the mad laugh?

We get very little wisdom from success, you know.

Cowards are nice, they're interesting, they're gentle, they wouldn't think of shooting down people in a parade from a tower. They want to live, so they can see their kids. They're very brave.

But who can speak to God, or rather who can't? The question is, who can get an answer?

I cannot see the war as historians see it. Those clever fellows study all the facts and they see the war as a large thing, one of the biggest events in the legend of the man, something general, involving multitudes.