If I could have only one of my senses then I would choose hearing, Then I wouldn't feel so all alone.

To keep our faces toward chance and behave like free spirits in the presence of fate is strength undefeatable.

I don't want to live in a hand -me -down world of others' experiences. I want to write about me, my discoveries, my fears, my feelings, about me.

Militarism. . . is the chief bulwark of capitalism. When it is that militarism is undermined, capitalism will fail.

Fear: the best way out is through.

In a word, literature is my Utopia. Here I am not disfranchised. No barrier of the senses shuts me out from the sweet, gracious discourse of my book-friends. They talk to me without embarrassment or awkwardness. The things I have learned and the things I have been taught seem of ridiculously little importance compared with their "large loves and heavenly charities.

The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched - they must be felt with the heart.