I think women need kindness more than love. When one human being is kind to another, it's a very deep matter.

It's a poor kind of man that won't fight for his own freedom.

Everybody's got some sin, but if it troubles your heart you're a gentle sinner, just a good soul gone wrong.

It becomes almost second nature to be on guard against the creative pattern of our own thought.

I am lonesome so regular it's like a job I gotta report to every day.

I'm independent as a hog on ice and a hog on ice is dead, cold, well-preserved and don't need a mother'grabbin, thing.

A gift - be it a present, a kind word or a job done with care and love - explains itself!... and if receivin' it embarrasses you, it's because your 'thanks box' is warped.