“I wonder what it's like to be dead.”

“But I can hardly remember what it felt like. It's like everything that happens to you. It doesn't feel real.”

“Something had been buried that was not yet dead.”

“It's only after the change is fully formed that you can see what's happened.”

“I looked at him on the bed. He coughed once and a trail of brownish dead blood came out of his mouth and ran down the side of his chin. Then he stopped breathing. And I thought, I'll make sure I never end up here, either.”

“I don't like being rumbled, I like to be invisible.”

“The men loved jokes, though they had heard each one before. Jack's manner was persuasive; few of them had seen the old stories so well delivered. Jack himeself laughed a little, but he was able to see the effect his performance had on his audience. The noise of their laughter roared like the sea in his ears. He wanted it louder and louder; he wanted them to drown out the war with their laughter. If the could should loud enough, they might bring the world back to its senses; they might laugh loud enough to raise the dead.”