This is an inevitable and easily recognizable stage in every revolutionary movement: reformers must expect to be disowned by those who are only too happy to enjoy what has been won for them.

Time is the River on which the leaves of our thoughts are carried into oblivion.

You simply don't get to be wise, mature, etc., unless you've been a raving cannibal for thirty years or so.

One certainty we all accept is the condition of being uncertain and insecure.

I do not think writers or anybody would sit down and think they must write about some cause, or theme, or something. If they write about their own experiences, something true is going to emerge.

Men are restless, adventurous. Women are conservative - despite what current ideology says.

This is an inevitable and easily recognizable stage in every revolutionary movement: reformers must expect to be disowned by those who are only too happy to enjoy what has been won for them.