There is a wolf in me... - I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

Whenever a people or an institution forget its hard beginnings, it is beginning to decay.

You remember some bedrooms you have slept in. There are bedrooms you like to remember and others you would like to forget.

Freedom is baffling: men having it often know not they have it till it is gone and they no longer have it.

The shovel is the brother to the gun.

Be careful with your words, once they are said, they can only be forgiven, not forgotten.

In the night the cabbages catch at the moon, the leaves drip silver, the rows of cabbages are a series of little silver waterfalls in the moon.