All the rest of us - you and me and even the thousands of soldiers behind the lines in Africa - we want terribly yet only academically for the war to get over.

Our artillery has really been sensational. For once we have enough of something and at the right time. Officers tell me they actually have more guns than they know what to do with.

War makes strange giant creatures out of us little routine men who inhabit the earth.

Thoughts are wonderful things, that they can bring two people, so far apart, into harmony and understanding for even a little while.

Say what you will, nothing can make a complete soldier except battle experience.

I've been immersed in it too long. My spirit is wobbly and my mind is confused. The hurt has become too great.

Below us the Thames grew lighter, and all around below were the shadows - the dark shadows of buildings and bridges that formed the base of this dreadful masterpiece.

For me war has become a flat, black depression without highlights, a revulsion of the mind and an exhaustion of the spirit.

If you go long enough without a bath, even the fleas will let you alone.

There is no sense in the struggle, but there is no choice but to struggle.

About every two minutes a new wave of planes would be over. The motors seemed to grind rather than roar, and to have an angry pulsation like a bee buzzing in blind fury.

I exaggerated even before I began to exaggerate, because it's true — nothing is ever quite as bad as it could be.

Do not seek for information of which you cannot make use.

I am inclined to think -' said I. 'I should do so,' Sherlock Holmes remarked impatiently.

My relationship, my friendships with Grateful Dead, has shaped me. Our house is a shrine to all our musical heroes.

How fast the ears learned to tell what sounds meant, much faster than it took the eyes to decipher written words.

I'm not going to work in a place where I can't eat donuts.

A pear tree is blooming, by a collapsed house, on an old battlefield.

Be just before you are generous.

I've always been passionate about what I do and want to do it well, ... My wife says she's a widow to the computer.

Neither I nor any other man should, on trial or in way, contrive to avoid death at any cost.