not knowing what I needed to do or where I needed to go, I knew all the same that I was going in the right direction.

I appreciate your thinking on me, marshal, but ain’t no trouble of his what ain’t trouble of mine, too.

But wasn’t time for what was. Was time to settle up the future.

Maybe I’d lost something. Maybe I’d lost a lot—more, even, than I could suffer—but I still had my own self. And lonesome as I might be, wasn’t no force on Earth or from above what could make me less.

But tell you true, I honestly didn’t think nothing about the Green Man beefing that posse. Was just men and the world’s full of them.

wasn’t no bit of me willing to ride shotgun to my own funeral.

Ain’t no good ever comes of it, if you ain’t steering yourself.

Was like the Green Man said, some you got to put to the bullet. Some to the tongue. Often the latter, with me. But some, you just got to put behind you.

Was still between Martha and Jane, then, I was. Between the girl I was and who I wanted to be.

Was Jane now. All Jane. Come calamity or come calm, was myself and none else.

what I like and what I need’s two different things.

Doodling is the brooding of the hand.

It was the drawing that led me to architecture, the search for light and astonishing forms.

Necessity of action takes away the fear of the act, and makes bold resolution the favorite of fortune.

I see walking bombs on the street Hearts not beating, but ticking

As I look back over my life, before I had any real identity, I was a traveler. I grew up an Army brat, a runaway, an activist, and a musician. All my life I've been traveling.

Liberalism is just Communism sold by the drink.

Isn't life the strangest thing you've ever seen?

A tranquil conscience invites freedom from anguish, sorrow, guilt, shame, and self-condemnation. It provides a foundation for happiness. It is a condition of immense worth.

We are not wounded so deeply when betrayed by the things we hope for as when betrayed by things we try our best to despise. In such betrayal comes the dagger in the back.

I've come to realize that it is much easier to infatuate people with promises, or even to lead them to their own deaths, than it is to awaken them to use their minds.