Some people think only intellect counts: knowing how to solve problems, knowing how to get by, knowing how to identify an advantage and seize it. But the functions of intellect are insufficient without courage, love, friendship, compassion, and empathy.

What sucks the worst is . . . this world was a gift to us, and we broke it, and part of the deal is that if we want things right, we have to fix it ourselves. But we can't. We try, but we can't.

What looks tragic might be comic on second consideration, and what is comic might bring tears in time.

In a crunch a man's reputation never counts for as much as it ought to.

I think it's perfectly just to refuse service to anyone based on behavior, but not based on race or religion.

His blue eyes were seas where sorrow sailed.

The desire to write well can never be fulfilled without hard work.