Write as well as you can and finish what you start.

Out of all the things you could not have there were some things that you could have and one of those was to know when you were happy and to enjoy all of it while it was there and it was good.

I never knew of a morning in Africa when I woke that I was not happy.

I felt very lonely when they were all there.

He could beat anything, he thought, because no thing could hurt him if he did not care.

I learned never to empty the well of my writing, but always to stop when there was still something there in the deep part of the well, and let it refill at night from the springs that fed it.

There are some things which cannot be learned quickly, and time, which is all we have, must be paid heavily for their acquiring.