What a weary time those years were -- to have the desire and the need to live but not the ability.

Slavery was never abolished, it was only extended to include all the colors.

Never bring a lot of money to where a poor man lives. He can only lose what little he has. On the other hand it is mathematically possible that he might win whatever you bring with you. What you must do, with money and the poor, is never let them get too close to one another.

I have been treated better than I should have been---not by life in general nor by the machinery of things but by women.

The street to my left was backed up with traffic and I watched the people waiting patiently in the cars. There was almost always a man and a women, staring straight ahead, not talking. It was, finally, for everyone, a matter of waiting. You waited and you waited- for the hospital, the doctor, the plumber, the madhouse, the jail, papa death himself. First the signal red, then the signal was green. The citizens of the world ate food and watched t.v. and worried about their jobs or lack of the same, while they waited.

I am not a snob; it is simply that I am not interested with what most people have to say, or what they want to do — mostly with my time.

Beware Those Who Are ALWAYS READING BOOKS