Sleep demands of us a guilty immunity.

A man's sorrow runs uphill; true it is difficult for him to bear, but it is also difficult for him to keep.

Too great a sense of identity makes a man feel he can do no wrong. And too little does the same.

One must not look inward too much, while the inside is yet tender. I do not wish to frighten myself until I can stand it.

God, children know something they can't tell; they like Red Riding Hood and the wolf in bed!

To think is to be sick.

I like my human experience served up with a little silence and restraint. Silence makes experience go further and, when it does die, gives it that dignity common to a thing one had touched and not ravished