- "I see things very clearly in the early morning and I think there are many that we know that are alive now who will never see another Sunday."
- I suppose it is possible to live as full a life in seventy hours as in seventy years.
- "You have killed?" Robert Jordan asked. "Yes. Several times. But not with pleasure. To me it is a sin to kill a man. Even fascists whom we must kill.
- "If I live later, I will try to live in such a way, doing no harm to any one, that it will be forgiven." "By whom?" "Who knows? Since we do not have God here anymore, who forgives, I do not know."
- "He's Rafael, a gypsy," Anselmo said. "Gypsies talk much and kill little." The gypsy smiled at Robert Jordan.
- "Pablo was brave in the beginning," Anselmo said. "Pablo was something serious in the beginning. Now he is very much afraid to die."
- To make war you need intelligence. But to win you need talent and material. We need Pablo.
- I think that after the war there will have to be some great penance done for the killing.
- If we no longer have religion after the war then I think there must be some form of civic penance organized that all may be cleansed from the killing.
- "Of all men the drunkard is the worst. He stinks and vomits in his own bed and dissolves his organs in alcohol."
- He was fifty-two years old and he was sure this was the last time he would see that sky.
- "Eat, old one," she said. "Each one should take care of his strength."
- As he walked he prayed for the souls of Sordo and his band. It was the first time he had prayed since the start of the movement.
- Night plans aren't any good in the morning.
- "There is no good-by, because we are not apart," he spoke calmly as Pilar walked the girl along.
For Whom the Bell Tolls
Reprint ed. 2000