“I like it too," Angelo said. "I love this country. Much you and anybody, and you know it." "I know it," Prew said. "But I still hate this country. You love the Army. But I dont love the Army. This… — James Jones Copy Share Image
I'm an American, and always will be. I happen to love that big, awkward, sprawling country very much - and its big, awkward, sprawling… — James Jones Copy Share Image
“I've owned a thousand houses that I've never built," she said. "Never had the money to build. Couldn't have used if I had had… — James Jones Copy Share Image
“There is, in the Army, a little known but very important activity appropriately called Fatigue. Fatigue, in the Army, is the very necessary cleaning… — James Jones Copy Share Image
“Billions of hard, bright stars shone with relentless glitter across the tropic night sky.” — James Jones Copy Share Image
“When compared to the fact that he might very well be dead by this time tomorrow, whether he was courageous or not today was… — James Jones Copy Share Image
“He had studied, and worked, and slaved, and eaten untold buckets of shit, to have this opportunity.” — James Jones Copy Share Image
“When compared to the fact that he might very well be dead by this time tomorrow, whether he was courageous or not today was… — James Jones Copy Share Image
“So a new element darkled in their already darkling mood: a somber, deep-rooted bitterness which would grow and grow until it would make of… — James Jones Copy Share Image
“He could not blame the Army, Angelo could blame the Army; Angelo hated the Army. But he didnt hate the Army, not even now.… — James Jones Copy Share Image
“All right, he thought, okay; if thats the way it is; a savagery of anger in him now at the picture. They call them… — James Jones Copy Share Image
“He had not the makings of that honest man to whom success comes naturally.” — James Jones Copy Share Image
That was one of the virtues of being a pessimist: nothing was ever as bad as you thought it would be. — James Jones Copy Share Image
“Sitting on the porch alone, listening to them fixing supper, he felt again the indignation he had felt before, the sense of loss and… — James Jones Copy Share Image
