If I Can Just See The European

Some Day I'd Like To Cover A War In A Country As Ugly As War Itself.

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]nstead Of The Usual "why Can't We Make Movies More Like Real Life?" I Think A More Pertinent Question Is "why Can't Real Life Be More Like The Movies?"

Thoughts Are Wonderful Things, That They Can Bring Two People, So Far Apart, Into Harmony And Understanding For Even A Little While.