Dear Curts Sister, I want to say that your brother was a real soldier, soldier and that he was my best friend.
Well, it's getting late I better get going.
I still love you, Martha.
"Jesus Christ, man, I write this beautiful letter, I slave over it, and what happens? The dumb cooze never writes back." Pg. 66
"He stepped back and shot it through the right knee. The animal didn't make a sound. It went down hard, then got up again Rat took careful aim and shot of an ear off. It wasn't to kill but to hurt. Pg. 75
"Jimmy shook his head. It doesn't matter, he finally said I love her." Pg. 28