I think that anything you feel strange or nervous about, you weren't cut out to do.

Sometimes when a man gets older he has a revelation and wants awfully bad to get back to the place where he left his life, but he can't get to that place- not often.

Voting is one of the few things where boycotting in protest clearly makes the problem worse rather than better.

The farther a man follows the rainbow, the harder it is for him to get back to the life which he left starving like an old dog.

I feel that I have done everything, absolutely everything wrong, but perhaps something nice will happen anyway.

Sisterly love is one of the few boons in this life.

I fear nomads. I am afraid of them and afraid for them too.