Martha Gellhorn
Martha Gellhorn
Martha Ellis Gellhornwas an American novelist, travel writer, and journalist, who is now considered one of the greatest war correspondents of the 20th century. She reported on virtually every major world conflict that took place during her 60-year career. Gellhorn was also the third wife of American novelist Ernest Hemingway, from 1940 to 1945. At the age of 89, ill and almost completely blind, she died in 1998 of an apparent suicide. The Martha Gellhorn Prize for Journalism is named after...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionJournalist
Date of Birth8 November 1908
CitySt. Louis, MO
CountryUnited States of America
And though various organizations in America and England collected money and sent food parcels to these refugees, nothing was ever received by the Spanish.
I only knew about daily life. It was said, well, it isn't everybody's daily life. That is why I started.
The road passed through a curtain of pine forest and came out on a flat, rolling snow field. In this field the sprawled or bunched bodies of Germans lay thick, like some dark shapeless vegetable.
From two o'clock one afternoon until the ship docked in England again the next evening at seven, none of the medical personnel stopped work.
Germans trained in obedience and dedicated to moral whitewashing are not a new people, nor are they reliable partners for anyone else.
If I practised sex, out of moral conviction, that was one thing; but to enjoy it... seemed a defeat.
I used to write letters to the wounded in the Palace Hotel, and I used to drive a station wagon with blood in bottles to a battalion aid station.
Officialdom is hostile to inquiring outsiders.
What the trees can do handsomely-greening and flowering, fading and then the falling of leaves-human beings cannot do with dignity, let alone without pain.
the private conscience is the last and only protection of the civilized world.
We lisp in numbers, in the U.S. We are deluged by ample, often mysterious statistics. ... Like many in this country, I have come to regard statistics with doubt and merely as a hint of the probable shape of fact.
Life is not long at all, never long enough, but days are very long indeed.
the English don't go in for imagination: imagination is considered to be improper if not downright alarmist.
the ends never justify the means because IT never ends.