Until you're grown-up they send you to reform school. After you're grown-up they send you to the penitentiary.

I kissed her hard and held her tight and tried to open her lips; they were closed tight.

In those days, there was no money to buy books.

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

Men cannot act before the camera in the presence of death.

Abstract words such as glory, honor, courage, or hallow were obscene beside the concrete names of villages, the numbers of roads, the names of rivers, the numbers of regiments and the dates.

He no longer dreamed of storms, nor of women, nor of great occurrences, nor of great fish, nor fights, nor contests of strength, nor of his wife. He only dreamed of places now and the lions on the beach. They played like young cats in the dusk and he loved them as he loved the boy. He never dreamed about the boy. He simply woke, looked out the open door at the moon and unrolled his trousers and put them on.