There are ten men in me and I do not know or understand one of them.

Always the path of American destiny has been into the unknown. Always there arose enough reserves of strength, balances of sanity, portions of wisdom to carry the nation through to a fresh start with ever-renewing vitality.

People lie because they don't remember clear what they saw. People lie because they can't help making a story better than it was the way it happened.

I couldn't see myself filling some definite niche in what is called a career. This was all misty.

We live in the time of the colossal upright oblong.

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

Now is the time. It is never too late to start something.