They died hard, those savage men - like wounded wolves at bay. They were filthy, and they were lousy, and they stunk. And I loved them.

Men in general are quick to believe that which they wish to be true.

All men's misfortunes spring from their hatred of being alone.

Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?

The chief difference between words and deeds is that words are always intended for men for their approbation, but deeds can be done only for God.