Go to hell, Willy, our souls eat poetry, but one has seven deadly sins to feed!

A half-read book is a half-finished love affair.

I'm not from a milieu where high-register language or philosophical ideas were welcome.

Writing is probably one-fifth coming up with the stuff, and four-fifths self-editing again and again and again.

Faith shall save your Soul from Death. Without Faith, Death is a drowning, the end of ends, and what sane man wouldn't fear that? But with Faith, Death is nothing worse than the end of the voyage we call life, and the beginning of an eternal voyage in a company of our Loved Ones, with griefs and woes smoothed out, and under the capacity of our Creator.

The weak are meat the strong do eat.

Strip back the beliefs pasted on by governesses, schools, and states, you find indelible truths at one's core.