He's the anchor to my boat and I worry that I will float out to sea, directionless, without him.

Love turns, with little indulgence, to indifference or disgust: hatred alone is immortal.

The author says the mark of a true rest your creature is an inability to be still without a kind of resignation.

Academic Marxists, with their elitist sense of superiority to popular taste, are the biggest snobs in America.

I know always that I am an outsider; a stranger in this century and among those who are still men.

Words are one thing, deeds are quite another.

I think that different actors bring different qualities to the character.

Why are we inspired by another person's courage? Maybe because it gives us the sweet and genuine surprise of discovering some trace, at least, of the same courage in ourselves.

The English never smash in a face. They merely refrain from asking it to dinner.

Danger breeds best on too much confidence.

You were worth it, old friend, and a thousand times over.