For-whom-the-bell-tolls Quotes

Dying was nothing and he had no picture of it nor fear of it in his mind. But living was a field of ...

I hope I am not for the killing, Anselmo was thinking. I think that after the war there will have to...

He smelled the odor of the pine boughs under him, the piney smell of the crushed needles and the sha...

I have watched them all day and they are the same men that we are. I believe that I could walk up to...