There is no later. This is later.

Usually, you don't know where a book comes from ... it's just there, some kind of an itch that you can't quite scratch.

Well, I guess in all honesty I would have to say that I never knew nor did I ever hear of anybody that money didnt change.

What would you do if I died? If you died I would want to die too. So you could be with me? Yes. So I could be with you. Okay.

A man seeks his own destiny and no other, said the judge. Wil or nill. Any man who could discover his own fate and elect therefore some opposite course could only come at last to that selfsame reckoning at the same appointed time, for each man's destiny is as large as the world he inhabits and contains within it all opposites as well. The desert upon which so many have been broken is vast and calls for largeness of heart but it is also ultimately empty. It is hard, it is barren. Its very nature is stone.

It starts when you begin to overlook good manners. Any time you quit hearing Sir and Mam the end is pretty much in sight.

Your heart's desire is to be told some mystery. The mystery is that there is no mystery.