There Was No Telling What

After He Made Up His Mind To Spend The Rest Of The War In The Hospital, Yossarian Wrote Letters To Everyone He Knew Saying That He Was In The Hospital But Never Mentioning Why. One Day He Had A Better Idea. To Everyone He Knew He Wrote That He Was Going On A Very Dangerous Mission. "they Asked For Volunteers. It's Very Dangerous, But Someone Has To Do It. I'll Write You The Instant I Get Back." And He Had Not Written Anyone Since.

The Enemy Is Anybody Who's Going To Get You Killed, No Matter Which Side He's On.

Under Colonel Korn's Rule, The Only People Permitted To Ask Questions Were Those Who Never Did.

I Couldn't See Much Point In Tying Myself Down To A Middle-aged Woman With Four Children, Even Though The Woman Was My Wife And The Children Were My Own.

Man Was Matter, That Was Snowden's Secret. Drop Him Out A Window, And He'll Fall. Set Fire To Him And He'll Burn. Bury Him And He'll Rot, Like Other Kinds Of Garbage. The Spirit Gone, Man Is Garbage. That Was Snowden's Secret. Ripeness Was All.