It's a corny old gag about Las Vegas, the temporal city if there ever was one, trying to camouflage the hours and retard the dawn, when everybody knows that if you're feeling lucky you're really feeling time in its rawest… — Michael Herr Copy Share Image
“I met this kid from Miles City, Montana, who read the Stars and Stripes every day, checking the casualty lists to see if by… — Michael Herr Copy Share Image
“We took space back quickly, expensively, with total panic and close to maximum brutality. Our machine was devastating. And versatile. It could do everything… — Michael Herr Copy Share Image
“And they were killers. Of course they were; what would anyone expect them to be?” — Michael Herr Copy Share Image
How many times did someone have to run in front of a machine gun before it became an act of cowardice? — Michael Herr Copy Share Image
“After a year I felt so plugged in to all the stories and the images and the fear that even the dead started telling… — Michael Herr Copy Share Image
“Search and Destroy, more a gestalt than a tactic, brought up alive and steaming from the Command psyche. Not just a walk and a… — Michael Herr Copy Share Image
“Anyway, you couldn’t use standard methods to date the doom; might as well say that Vietnam was where the Trail of Tears was headed… — Michael Herr Copy Share Image
“I keep thinking about all the kids who got wiped out by seventeen years of war movies before coming to Vietnam to get wiped… — Michael Herr Copy Share Image
“Take the glamour out of war! I mean, how the bloody hell can you do _that_? Go and take the glamour out of a… — Michael Herr Copy Share Image
You can still see the shadow from when the Zeppelin floated over America; it took like Islam in the desert . . . — Michael Herr Copy Share Image
