To know who you are, you have to have a place to come from.

I see a green tree. And to me it is green. And you would call the tree green also. And we would agree on this. But is the colour you see as green the same colour I see as green?

Imagination takes humility, love and great courage.

The human heart is a lonely hunter-but the search for us southerners is more anguished.

The thinking mind is best controlled by the imagination.

After the first establishment of identity there comes the imperative need to lose this new-found sense of separateness and to belong to something larger and more powerful than the weak, lonely self. The sense of moral isolation is intolerable to us.

Some men are heroes by nature in that they will give all that is in them without regard to the effort or to the personal returns.