The sky was a sparkling succession of black diamonds on black velvet made crystal clear by the blackout.

You couldn’t predict what was going to happen for one simple reason: people.

Most fellas like the races, though, Miss. It’s only human nature

Kindness was too painful. It had been a long time since he had had to endure it.

Sometimes life isn’t what we want, it’s what we get.

Only a man with nothing to hide could make that kind of racket.

He often came back ‘all thinky’ from work.

In wartime, she thought to herself, you don’t call a death murder.

Everyone was important during the war. Everyone. We worked together and we won.

The devil was always in the detail. And here the detail was certainly devilish.

People are so different in wartime. No one gets to be ordinary. Not really.

When you shut out the universe around you. You inadvertently become the very universe that you were trying to shut out.

Quid nomen tibi est? She was not about to offer her name up to a stranger. It was almost the only thing she possessed that nobody had stolen.

The freewill you have given, we have made a mockery of.

Being a shy child, I always longed for a mask. Even in my adult life, I have glasses, they are my mask.

I hate it when they say, �He gave his life for his country.� They don�t die for the honor and glory of their country. We kill them.

Middle age snuffs out more talent than even wars or sudden death.

I don't really believe in 'directions' in art; the rope twists as you follow it, that's all.

Risk it, go for it. Life always gives you another chance, another go at it. It's very important to take enormous risks.

That is longing: To dwell in the flux of things, To have no home in the present. And these are wishes: gentle dialogues Of the poor hours with eternity.

It often happens that I have an idea, but then I try to fill in the intermediate steps and find they don't work, so I have to give it up.