“...Miss Blanche Heyward, opera dancer, would have made a superlative drill sergeant if she had just been a man.”

“All writing is discipline, but screenwriting is a drill sergeant.”

“He died not for men, but for each man. If each man had been the only man made, He would have done no less.”

“What an unbearable sorrow it would be, to realized I'd never really tasted to things I'd eaten, or seen the places I'd been. What life would I have? I would be like the dancer who had practiced since childhood for a performance she would never give.”

“Had I been too cruel to that horror, Miss Mountjoy? Too vindictive? Wasn't she, after all, just a harmless and lonely old spinster? Would a Larry de Luce have been more understanding? 'Hell, no!' I shouted into the wind...”

“When He died in the Wounded World He died not for men, but for each man. If each man had been the only man made, He would have done no less.”