Martha Gellhorn Journalist Quotations

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.

I only knew about daily life. It was said, well, it isn't everybody's daily life. That is why I started.

And though various organizations in America and England collected money and sent food parcels to these refugees, nothing was ever received by the Spanish.

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.

The French Forces of the Interior, who have scarcely enough to help themselves, try to help their wounded Spanish comrades in arms.