How ravished one could be without ever being touched. Ravished by dead words become obscene and dead ideas become obsessions.

Be still when you have nothing to say; when genuine passion moves you, say what you've got to say, and say it hot.

For how can a man stand, unless he have something sure under his feet. Can a man tread the unstable water all his life, and call that standing? Better give in and drown at once.

How sure I feel, how warm and strong and happy For the future! How sure the future is within me; I am like a seed with a perfect flower enclosed.

If we had reverence for our life, our life would take at once religious form. But as it is, in our filthy irreverence, it remains a disgusting slough, where each one of us goes so thoroughly disguised in dirt that we are all alike and indistinguishab

It's bad taste to be wise all the time, like being at a perpetual funeral.

But I like the feel of men on things, while they're alive. There's a feel of men about trucks, because they've been handled with men's hands, all of them.