The rich are not very nice. That's why they're rich.

One of the pleasant things about small town life is that everyone, whether rich or poor, liked or disliked, has some kind of a role and place in the community. I never felt that living in a city - as I once did for a couple of years.

Reply to Plato: I seen horses I seen cows I haint never yet seen horsiness nor that there bovinity neither.

In writing, fidelity to fact leads eventually to the poetry of truth.

Is the Archbishop's blessing any more meaningful than the Politician's handshake? The come, they go, with bigger things than us on their minds.

I wait. Now the night flows back, the mighty stillness embraces and includes me; I can see the stars again and the world of starlight. I am twenty miles or more from the nearest fellow human, but instead of loneliness I feel loveliness. Loveliness and a quiet exultation.

The distrust of wit is the beginning of tyranny.