He said that whether a man's life was writ in a book someplace or whether it took its form day by day was one and the same for it had but one reality and that was the living of it.
Where in this pukehole can a man get a drink? he said
I got here the same way the coin did.
What man is such a coward he would not rather fall once than remain forever tottering?
Words pale and lose their savor while pain is always new.
I think by the time you're grown you're as happy as you're goin to be. You'll have good times and bad times, but in the end you'll be about as happy as you was before. Or as unhappy. I've knowed people that just never did get the hang of it.