It is certain, in any case, that ignorance, allied with power, is the most ferocious enemy justice can have.

Yet I also suspected that what I was seeing was but a part of the truth and perhaps not even the most important part; beneath these faces, these clothes, accents, rudenesses, was power and sorrow, both unadmitted, unrealized, the power of inventors, the sorrow of the disconnected.

The South is very beautiful but its beauty makes one sad because the lives that people live here, and have lived here, are so ugly.

Society is held together by our need; we bind it together with legend, myth, coercion, fearing that without it we will be hurled into that void, within which, like the earth before the Word was spoken, the foundations of society are hidden.

It is certain, in any case, that ignorance, allied with power, is the most ferocious enemy justice can have.

Allegiance, after all, has to work two ways; and one can grow weary of an allegiance which is not reciprocal.

The great force of history comes from the fact that we carry it within us, are unconsciously controlled by it in many ways, and history is literally present in all that we do.