I look for the words, Professor. I look for the words because I believe that the words is the way to your heart.

I can normally tell how intelligent a man is by how stupid he thinks I am.

One of the things you realize about gettin older is that not everybody is goin to get older with you.

Lying under such a myriad of stars. The sea’s black horizon. He rose and walked out and stood barefoot in the sand and watched the pale surf appear all down the shore and roll and crash and darken again. When he went back to the fire he knelt and smoothed her hair as she slept and he said if he were God he would have made the world just so and no different.

The core of literature is the idea of tragedy... You don't really learn much from the good things that happen to you.

I don't think goodness is something that you learn. If you're left adrift in the world to learn goodness from it, you would be in trouble.

The night sky lies so sprent with stars that there is scarcely space of black at all and they fall all night in bitter arcs and it is so that their numbers are no less.