Some of my most neurotically fierce bitterness is the result of realizing how untrue people have become.

We tiptoed around each other like heartbreaking new friends.

And there in the blue air I saw for the first time, far off, the great snowy tops of the Rocky Mountains. I had to get to Denver at once.

What is he aching to do? What are we all aching to do? What do we want?” She didn’t know. She yawned. She was sleepy. It was too much. Nobody could tell. Nobody would ever tell. It was all over. She was eighteen and most lovely, and lost.

There's wisdom in wine.

They have worries, they're counting the miles, they're thinking about where to sleep tonight, how much money for gas, the weather, how they'll get there - and all the time they'll get there anyway, you see.

While looking for the light, you may suddenly be devoured by the darkness and find the true light