The road was new to me as roads always are going back.

Tact is after all a kind of mind reading.

Look bravely up into the sky, And be content with knowing That God wished for a buttercup Just here, where you are growing.

My childhood is very vivid to me, and I don't feel very different now from the way I felt then. It would appear I am the very same person, only with wrinkles.

A story should be managed so that it should suggest interesting things to the reader instead of the author's doing all the thinking for him, and setting it before him in black and white.

The growth of true friendship may be a lifelong affair.

I've found that people who look at things as they are, and not as they wish them to be, are the ones who succeed.

It seems to me like stealing, for men and women to live in the world and do nothing to make it better.

When she walked...she stretched out long and thin like a little tiger, and held her head high to look over the grass as if she were treading the jungle.

The warm sun kissed the earthTo consecrate thy birth,And from his close embraceThy radiant faceSprang into sight,A blossoming delight.

In the life of each of us there is a place remote and islanded, and given to endless regret or secret happiness.

if you think you know all that somebody knows, you shall least know all that somebody knows. If you think you least know all that somebody knows, you shall really know all that somebody knows.

A trial is two narratives competing for your attention.

My mother was a teacher, my father was a community organizer. I come from a working class background.

In my lowest moments, the only reason I didn't commit suicide was that I knew I wouldn't be able to drink any more if I was dead.

Everybody in America is a part of this big herd of cattle being led to the marketplace, not to be sold, which is usual with cattle, but to do the buying. And everyone is branded.

We've got a lot of racing left, but when we're winning at places we're not supposed to, you better watch out.

Seldom, if ever, does wisdom come, shall we punish it if it comes late?

Concision is a technique of propaganda. It ensures you cannot do anything except repeat clichés, the standard doctrine, or sound like a lunatic.

If a robin redbreast in a cage Puts all heaven in a rage, How feels heaven when Dies the billionth battery hen?