In those days we did not trust anyone who had not been in the war, but we did not
completely trust anyone.

I had try to tell the difference between the night and the day and how the night was better unless the day was very clean and cold and I could not tell it; as I cannot tell it now. But if you have had it you know.

What are you doing now, you lazy drunken obscene unsayable son of an unnameable unmarried gipsy obscenity? What are you doing?

You are all a lost generation.

[with credit to Gertrude Stein]

We only knew then that there was always the war, but that we were not going to it anymore.

He said we were all cooked but we were all right as long as we did not know it. We were all cooked. The thing was not to recognize it. The last country to realize they were cooked would win the war.