Pray do not interrupt me," he wrote. "I am smiling.
If cash comes with fame, come fame; if cash comes without fame, come cash.
You look back and see how hard you worked and how poor you were, and how desperately anxious you were to succeed, and all you can remember is how happy you were.
Ever bike? Now that's something that makes life worth living!
The scab is a traitor to his God, his mother, and his class.
This expression of abandon and surrender, of absolute trust, he reserved for the master alone.