How different the new order would be if we could consult the veteran instead of the politician.

I have no money, no resources, no hopes. I am the happiest man alive.

I think someday you're going to be a great writer," he said. "But" he added maliciously, "first you'll have to suffer a bit. I mean really suffer, because you don't know what the word means yet. You only think you've suffered. You've got to fall in love first.

I like the one about the little soulworms that fly out of the nest for the resurrection.

Somewhere along the way one discovers that what one has to tell is not nearly so important as the telling itself.

Your whole past is like a long sleep which would have been forgotten had there been no memory, but remembrance is there in the blood and the blood is like an ocean in which everything is washed away but that which is new and more substantial even than life - reality.

What have we to offer the world beside the superabundant loot which we recklessly plunder from the earth under the maniacal delusion that this insane activity represents progress and enlightenment?