We gather our arms full of guilt as though it were precious stuff. It must be that we want it that way.
No - the stars are close and dear and I have joined the brotherhood of the worlds. And everything's holy - everything, even me.
He had drawn a derogatory statement from George. He felt safe now.
Two generations of Americans knew more about the Ford coil than the clitoris, about the planetary system of gears that the solar system of stars.
The only good writer was a dead writer.
The house was clean, scrubbed and immaculate, curtains washed, windows polished, but all as a man does it - the ironed curtains did not hang quite straight and there were streaks on the windows and a...
The greatest terror a child can have is that he is not loved, and rejection is the hell he fears. I think everyone in the world to a large or small extent has felt rejection. And with rejection comes...
The direction of a big act will warp history, but probably all acts will do the same thing in their degree, down to a stone stepped over in a path or a breath caught at the sight of a pretty girl or a...
The Western States nervous under the beginning change.Texas and Oklahoma, Kansas and Arkansas, New Mexico,Arizona, California. A single family moved from the land.Pa borrowed money from the bank, and...
The Carmel is a lovely little river. It isn't very long but in its course it has everything a river should have. It ... tumbles down a while, runs through shallows, ... crackles among round boulders,...
Only once or twice in her life had she ever understood all of him, but the part of him which she knew, she knew intricately and well. No little appetite or pain, no carelessness or meanness in him esc...
Old Sam Hamilton saw this coming. He said there couldn’t be any more universal philosophers. The weight of knowledge is too great for one mind to absorb. He saw a time when one man would know only one...
It's so much darker when a light goes out than it would have been if it had never shone.
In our time mass or collective production has entered our economics, our politics, even our religion, so that some nations have substituted the idea collective for the idea God. This in my time is the...
In March the soft rains continued, and each storm waited courteously until its predecessor sunk beneath the ground.
And her joy was nearly like sorrow.
Adults, in their dealing with children, are insane, he [Ed Ricketts] said. And children know it too. Adults lay down rules they would not think of following, speak truths they do not believe. And yet...
And he didn't get tired or sleepy, for the beauty burned in him like fire.
Hate cannot live alone. It must have love as a trigger, a goad or a stimulant
You're bound to get idears if you go thinkin' about stuff