You want something enough that you’re going to hurt, then you stay, and keep it.

....if you wanted something enough, you’d be willing to stand and fight for it, even if you got beat down.

....he has done nothing but prove to me that not only is he a good man, he’s a man madly in love with my daughter, and will do anything to protect her.

I like him, sweetheart, and I’ll still give him hell. It’s my total right.

It's your life. What are you going to do about it?

Man has to fight for what he wants, any way he can.

Leave home, leave the country, leave the familiar. Only then can routine experience--buying bread, eating vegetables, even saying hello--become new all over again.

Dedication to one's work in the world is the only possible sanctifica-tion. Religion in all its forms is dedication to Someone Else's work, not yours.

The final test for a novel will be our affection for it, as it is the test of our friends, and of anything else which we cannot define.

When you die you pass into inner worlds and continue to perceive. Death is not the dissolution of the self. Death is rather just a change in perception.

You must choose a road for yourself.

It is always easier to get forgiveness than permission.

It was five, but it could have been six, seven or eight goals, in my opinion.

You cannot depend on a sandbag dike to save your life. You put it up to try to save your property.