The worst losses come at night.

It may be that just as tonality recurs in music and realism in painting, so the idea of liberalism recurs in politics-though each time in a different vein.

I never fail to be moved by knowing that the ground on which I walk is layered with the past- with achievement and strife and the repeated passions and conflicts of the human creature, always changing, always the same. Generations passing like grass.

The wonder is what you can make a paradise out of.

While we allow the inhabitants of imaginary remote corners the authenticity of savages or sufferers, we rarely suppose them to possess the authenticity of complex, sophisticated perceptions.

The authentic is almost never found by being pursued; but there is no missing it when you are in its presence.

There is nothing like a gleam of humor to reassure you that a fellow human being is ticking inside a strange face.