The hawk's cry is as sharp as its beak.

A world without open country would be universal jail.

I always wanted to be a cowboy. But alas! I was burdened early with certain inescapable obligations to world literature.

Jack Kerouac, like a sick refrigerator, worked too hard at keeping cool and died on his mama's lap from alcohol and infantilism.

Beware of the man who has no enemies.

Nature, like Maimonides said, is mainly a good place to throw beer cans on Sunday afternoons.

In social institutions, the whole is always less than the sum of its parts. There will never be a state as good as its people, or a church worthy of its congregation, or a university equal to its faculty and students.