I saw clearly that war was upon us when I learned that my young men had been secretly buying ammunition.

I saw Mussolini tirelessly contemplate a parade of thousands of young men.

Revenge by young men is considered gain, even at the cost of their own lives, but old men who stay at home in times of war, and mothers who have sons to lose, know better.

The white men told lies for each other. They drove off a great many of our cattle. Some branded our young cattle so they could claim them.

I dated dozens of young men, had fun with all, made commitments to none.

Like all young men I set out to be a genius, but mercifully laughter intervened.