We wandered in a frenzy and a dream (301).

But why think about that when all the golden lands ahead of you and all kinds of unforseen events wait lurking to surprise you and make you glad you're alive to see?

I was halfway across America, at the dividing line between the East of my youth and the West of my future.

This is the story of America. Everybody's doing what they think they're supposed to do.

I was suddenly left with nothing in my hands but a handful of crazy stars.

There was nothing to talk about anymore. The only thing to do was go.

Hell man, I know very well you didn't come to me only to want to become a writer, and after all what do I really know about it except that you've got to stick to it with the energy of a benny addict.

...but I preferred reading the American landscape as we went along. Every bump, rise, and stretch in it mystified my longing.

And I said, 'That last thing is what you can't get, Carlo. Nobody can get to that last thing. We keep on living in hopes of catching it once and for all.

I suddenly began to realize that everybody in America is a natural-born thief.

A pain stabbed my heart, as it did every time I saw a girl I loved who was going the opposite direction in this too-big world.

You can put the human mind and body into strange states through the use of alien environments.

Jokes are hilarious only when you take them unreal and dreamlike, otherwise it becomes painful. So I always live otherworldly...

He (God) loved us not because we are lovable, but because He is love.

In America, we're not making anything anymore. China and other countries are making our products. We are rebuilding China.

I'd like to build my company and make a bigger company always, but I think in the behind the scenes arena is where I'd prefer to spend my time.

I think Leopard is a much better system [than Windows Vista] but OS X in some ways is actually worse than Windows to program for. Their file system is complete and utter crap, which is scary.

I want to be as though new-born, knowing nothing, absolutely nothing about Europe.

Because I lived so close to the school and walked there every day, I used to enjoy the school bus trips.

Reverence, enthusiasm, and a sense of guardianship, these three are actually the panacea, the magical remedy, in the soul of the educator and teacher.

Sometimes I am screwing around, and sometimes I get way too serious, but I am a pretty sincere person.