The whiskey warmed his tongue and the back of his throat, but it did not change his ideas any, and suddenly, looking at himself in the mirror behind the bar, he knew that drinking was never going to do any good to him now. Whatever he had now he had, and it was from now on, and if he drank himself unconscious when he woke up it would be there.

You are all a lost generation. [with credit to Gertrude Stein]

I was as afraid as the next man in my time and maybe more so. But with the years, fear had come to be regarded as a form of stupidity to be classed with overdrafts, acquiring a venereal disease or eating candies. Fear is a child's vice and while I loved to feel it approach, as one does with any vice, it was not for grown men and the only thing to be afraid of was the presence of true and imminent danger in a form that you should be aware of and not be a fool if you were responsible for others.

The sea is the same as it has been since before men ever went on it in boats.

Why, darling, I don't live at all when I'm not with you.

There is a mystery in all great writing and that mystery does not dissect out. It continues and is always valid.

Nobody ever lives their life all the way up except bullfighters.