It Is Really A Hard

I Was Thinking, That When My Time Comes, I Should Be Sorry If The Only Plea I Had To Offer Was That Of Justice. Because It Might Mean That Only Justice Would Be Meted Out To Me.

Things Go Entirely Differently From The Way You Planned Them.

There Is No Greater Mistake In Life Than Seeing Things Or Hearing Them At The Wrong Time.

For In The Long Run, Either Through A Lie, Or Through Truth, People Were Bound To Give Themselves Away.

That Was What, Ultimately, War Did To You. It Was Not The Physical Dangers--the Mines At Sea, The Bombs From The Air, The Crisp Ping Of A Rifle Bullet As You Drove Over A Desert Track. No, It Was The Spiritual Danger Of Learning How Much Easier Life Was If You Ceased To Think.