I have watched them all day and they are the same men that we are. I believe that I could walk up to the mill and knock on the door and I would be welcome except that they have orders to challenge all travelers and ask to see their papers. It is only orders that come between us. Those men are not fascists. I call them so, but they are not. They are poor men as we are. They should never be fighting against us and I do not like to think of the killing.

When you work hard all day with your head and know you must work again the next day what else can change your ideas and make them run on a different plane like whisky?

That every day should be a fiesta seemed to me a wonderful discovery.

The great thing is to last and get your work done and see and hear and learn and understand; and write when there is something that you know; and not before, and not too damned much after.

This was a big storm and he might as well enjoy it. It was ruining everything, but you might as well enjoy it

The only thing that could spoil a day was people. People were always the limiters of happiness except for the very few that were as good as spring itself.

He would lie in the bed and finally, with daylight, he would go to sleep. After all, he said to himself, it is probably only insomnia. Many must have it.