By then I knew that everything good and bad left an emptiness when it stopped. But if it was bad, the emptiness filled up by itself. If it was good you could only fill it by finding something better.

If the book is good, is about something that you know, and is truly written, and reading it over you see that this is so, you can let the boys yip and the noise will have that pleasant sound coyotes make on a very cold night when they are out in the snow and you are in your own cabin that you have built or paid for with your work.

How did you go bankrupt?" Two ways. Gradually, then suddenly.

Before we take to the sea, we walk on land. . . Before we create, we must understand. . .

You have it now and that is all your whole life is; now. There is nothing else than now. There is neither yesterday, certainly, nor is there any tomorrow.

The world is a fine place and worth the fighting for and I hate very much to leave it.

If the wind rises it can push us against the flood when it comes.