The guy had guts—I had to give him that. Later on I was hoping for a first-hand look at them.

I remember the stink of corruption. It had a kind of sweetness to it, a sweetness that'd make you want to hurl.

Maybe that was what millions could do-- nail a satisfied smirk to one's face.

Adolescence is when the very worst and best impulses in the human soul struggle against each other for possession.

Now, however, I see the folly of attempting to hitch one's wagon to a star with a harness that does not belong to it.

I have loved and been in love. There's a big difference.

...bleak territory of the heart.

Real people are places to me as much as persons: I want to see them, as I want to see the places I am fond of, in all weathers and at all times of the year.

I'm not one of these 'the characters write themselves; the story just fell out of me' kind of writers. Wish it was like that.

Live in the present, forget the past. Give up hopes of future.

I consider parenting skills, those skills that help children: (1) develop clear and important goals; and (2) figure out flexible and persistent ways of achieving their goals.