The West begins where the average annual rainfall drops below twenty inches. When you reach the line which marks that drop - for convenience, the one hundredth meridian - you have reached the West.

Art is man determined to die sane.

A novelist has mad a fictional representation of life. I doing so, he has revealed to us more significance, it may be, than he could find in life itself.

The achieved West had given the United States something that no people had ever had before, an internal, domestic empire.

One may lack words to express the impact of beauty but no one who has felt it remains untouched. It is renewal, enlargement, intensification. The parks preserve it permanently in the inheritance of the American citizens.

You can no more keep a Martini in the refrigerator than you can keep a kiss there.

The mind has its own logic but does not often let others in on it.