Back home. What wonderful words. What a wonderful place.

I had always been a boy in this place, and many of the trees and rocks and streams had been old men when I knew them. Some had died. All had changed. I knew that. I had changed the most.

The world bein’ so small ain’t always a good thing for those of us who ain’t searchin’ for new and different stuff.

One of the worst things I’ve learned about getting older is that there seems to be more change that you don’t like than there was when you were younger and you can’t do nothin’ about it.

Just make sure the day doesn’t pass without sayin’ what’s in your heart. Sometimes you pass up those chances and they’re gone forever.

Our bird of hope was being denied the altitude it sought, just free enough to fly dangerously close to the reality of the treetops.

As an adult I had mastered the art of looking without seeing and listening without hearing and eating without tasting and maybe even existing without living.

Sometimes, you need to spit stuff out in words to get it better arranged in your head. I figure if you never talk about it, it just picks its own spot and lays there and festers.

What a wonderful sadness to miss the one you have loved forever, it seems, and know that she is waiting at home.

Memories with laughter are the best ones to keep.

I assumed that looking back reminded older guys of what they had shot at and missed, the what-ifs, the good memories, the bad, the people left behind, the people who moved on.

I always made a living as an actor when I came to California. I never had to do anything else.

Good-breeding is the art of showing men, by external signs, the internal regard we have for them. It arises from good sense, improved by conversing with good company.

Nothing a housewife does is of value in capitalist terms because it does not take place on the market and therefore does not contribute to the Gross National Product.

A tragedy can turn out to be our greatest good if we approach it in ways which we can grow.

What crimes, for which we condemn the Government as satanic, have not we been guilty of towards our own untouchable brethren?

You can go back and rescind an old regulation like Obama era regulations. That was done once in 20 years. We've done 14 of them in law this year alone, because they can't filibuster that.

To finish first, you must first finish.

People come from around the world and can understand each other without even speaking the same languages!

Resistance is experienced as fear; the degree of fear equates to the strength of Resistance.

Science fiction, outside of poetry, is the only literary field which has no limits, no parameters whatsoever.