When you thought of permanent oblivion, temporary oblivion was the only foxhole you had. - Harry Turtledove

The men of the 47th North Carolina could not actually have looked across Washington to see the burning Long Bridge from the position in which I have them doing so. Geography occa sionally has to bend just a little to serve the novelist's needs.

What does not corrupt a man’s heart cannot corrupt his life, or do him any lasting harm.

"Holy Jesus God, it's the Gerps shootin' us up!" the manager shouted. He hadn't known whether to say Germans or Japs, and came out with both at once.