There's no thing sadder to me than associations held together by nothing but the glue of a postage stamp.
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...
Tell 'em to God. Don' go burdenin' other people with your sins. That ain't decent.
Maybe ever’body in the whole damn world is scared of each other.
It is possible, even probable, to be told a truth about a place, to accept it, to know it and at the same time not to know anything about it.
If you want to keep a friend, never test him.
I've lived in a good climate, and it bores the hell out of me.
I suppose our capacity for self-delusion is boundless.
Don't you dare take the lazy way. It's too easy to excuse yourself because of your ancestry. Don't let me catch you doing it! Now -- look close at me so you will remember. Whatever you do, it will be...
Time is the only critic without ambition.
And he didn't get tired or sleepy, for the beauty burned in him like fire.
No - the stars are close and dear and I have joined the brotherhood of the worlds. And everything's holy - everything, even me.
Hate cannot live alone. It must have love as a trigger, a goad or a stimulant
Many a trip continues long after movement in time and space have ceased.
It seems to me that if you or I must choose between two courses of thought or action, we should remember our dying and try so to live that our death brings no pleasure on the world.
There was a huge moon over the western mountains, and it made the city seem even more mysterious and old, and the great black castle on the ridge stood out in front of the moon. And if there are ghost...
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,...
Just like heaven. Ever’body wants a little piece of lan’. I read plenty of books out here. Nobody never gets to heaven, and nobody gets no land. It’s just in their head. They’re all the time talkin’ a...
It was her habit to build up laughter out of inadequate materials.
It gives a fella relief to tell, but it jus' spreads out his sin.