An Englishman teaching an American about food is like the blind leading the one-eyed.

Freedom of the press is guaranteed only to those who own one.

If there is any way you can get colder than you do when you sleep in a bedding roll on the ground in a tent in southern Tunisia two hours before dawn, I don't know about it.

I can write better than anybody who can write faster, and I can write faster than anybody who can write better.

To the Parisians, and especially to the children, all Americans are now 'heros du cinema.' This is particularly disconcerting to sensitive war correspondents, if any, aware, as they are, that these innocent thanks belong to those American combat troops who won the beachhead and then made the breakthrough. There are few such men in Paris.

The science of booby-trapping has taken a good deal of the fun out of following hot on the enemy's heels.