I cried over beautiful things, knowing no beautiful thing lasts.

If I added to their pride of America, I am happy.

Where was I going? I puzzled and wondered about it til I actually enjoyed the puzzlement and wondering.

It is necessary now and then for a man to go away by himself and experience loneliness; to sit on a rock in the forest and to ask of himself, 'Who am I, and where have I been, and where am I going?'...If one is not careful, one allows diversions to take up one's time-the stuff of life

The greatest certainty in life is death. The greatest uncertainty is the time.

An ambition is a little creeper that creeps and creeps in your heart night and day, singing a little song, "Come and find me, come and find me."

The past is a bucket of ashes