the painter had no need for grammar.words fell from his brushes already knowing where to stand, sit, lie down.

words are a border collie’s worst nightmare.

The only place where compensation comes before service is in the dictionary or anywhere the government meddles.

I am opposed to millionaires but it would be dangerous to offer me the position.

The man who is asked by an author what he thinks of his work is put to the torture and is not obliged to speak the truth.

I could never stay long enough on the shore; the tang of the untainted, fresh, and free sea air was like a cool, quieting thought.

There are certain tribes in the middle Sepik that eat raw bat. A certain kind of raw bat is a delicacy.

All trials force the question, Who are you really? And you must trust yourself to answer

God will not have his work made manifest by cowards. Always, always, always, always, always do what you are afraid to do. Do the thing you fear and the death of fear is certain.

I am like a book, with pages that have stuck together for want of use: my mind needs unpacking and the truths stored within must be turned over from time to time, to be ready when occasion demands.

The rose that all are praising Is not the rose for me.

No difference exists between American and European manners. A proletarian from Chicago can be just as Philistine as an English duke.