Failure and well-disguised cowardice are more human and more beloved.

Everybody has strange things that mean things to them. You couldn't help it.

He had loved too much, demanded too much, and he wore it all out.

The clouds were building up now for the trade wind and he looked ahead and saw a flight of wild ducks etching themselves against the sky over the water, then blurring, then etching again and he knew no man was ever alone on the sea.

Now I am depressed myself,' I said. 'That's why I never think about these things. I never think and yet when I begin to talk I say the things I have found out in my mind without thinking.

All my life I've looked at words as though I were seeing them for the first time.

He did not say that because he knew that if you said a good thing it might not happen.