No one I met at this time - doctors, nurses, practicantes, or fellow-patients - failed to assure me that a man who is hit through the neck and survives it is the luckiest creature alive. I could not help thinking that it would be even luckier not to be hit at all.

Everyone always did miss everyone else in this war, whenever it was humanly possible to do so.

It is curious that more vividly than anything that came afterwards in the Spanish war I remember the week of so-called training that we received before being s…

It is sometimes a comfort to me to think that the aeroplane is changing the conditions of warfare. In the next great war, we may see that sight unprecedented i…

1a) Never throw shit at an armed man. 1b) Never stand next to someone who is throwing shit at an armed man.

Grab your glocks when you see 2Pac / Call the cops when you see 2Pac, Uhh / Who shot me, but your punks didn't finish / Now, you 'bout to feel the wrath of a m…

It was close; but that's the way it is in war. You win or lose, live or die - and the difference is just an eyelash.