She seemed to belong to that pagan, primitive kingdom of birds and forests where everything was infinitely abundant, wild, blooming, and royal in its perpetual decay, death, and rebirth; illicit and clashing with the human world.

Persons who have been homeless carry within them a certain philosophy of life which makes them apprehensive about ownership.

My choice of a life of adventure may well have been a result of the fact that action raised my blood pressure giving me enough energy to live.

I am curious about grownups, not children.

Going around under an umbrella interferes with one's looking up at the sky.

I am going to put myself to sleep now for a bit longer than usual. Call it Eternity

It's not that you aren't likable. On the contrary. You are. It's just that one wonders if you haven't made a career out of being so likable.