Ernie Pyle
Ernie Pyle
Ernest Taylor Pylewas a Pulitzer Prize–winning American journalist. As a roving correspondent for the Scripps-Howard newspaper chain, he earned wide acclaim for his accounts of ordinary people in rural America, and later, of ordinary American soldiers during World War II. His syndicated column ran in more than 300 newspapers nationwide...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionJournalist
Date of Birth3 August 1900
CountryUnited States of America
dark bridges shadow
Below us the Thames grew lighter, and all around below were the shadows - the dark shadows of buildings and bridges that formed the base of this dreadful masterpiece.
real thinking pertinent-questions
[I]nstead of the usual "Why can't we make movies more like real life?" I think a more pertinent question is "Why can't real life be more like the movies?"
military artillery
Our artillery... The Germans feared it almost more than anything we had.
war thinking might
If I can just see the European war out I think I might feel justified in quitting the war.
eye simple expression
In their eyes as they pass is not hatred, not excitement, not despair, not the tonic of their victory - there is just the simple expression of being here as though they had been here doing this forever, and nothing else.
pilots alive world
Somebody said that carrier pilots were the best in the world, and they must be or there wouldn't be any of them left alive.
soldier battle
Say what you will, nothing can make a complete soldier except battle experience.
war men giants
War makes strange giant creatures out of us little routine men who inhabit the earth.
jobs play trying
I try not to take any foolish chances, but there's just no way to play it completely safe and still do your job.
war soldier literature
The front-line soldier wants it to be got over by the physical process of his destroying enough Germans to end it. He is truly at war. The rest of us, no matter how hard we work, are not.
two differences world
For a lifetime I had bathed with becoming regularity, and thought the world would come to an end unless I changed my socks every day. But in Africa I sometimes went without a bath for two months, and I went two weeks at a time without even changing my socks. Oddly enough, it didn't seem to make much difference.
war soldier lines
All the rest of us - you and me and even the thousands of soldiers behind the lines in Africa - we want terribly yet only academically for the war to get over.
war black mind
For me war has become a flat, black depression without highlights, a revulsion of the mind and an exhaustion of the spirit.
funny long fleas
If you go long enough without a bath, even the fleas will let you alone.