Maybe there is another who sees life not as a flickering candle but as a torch that can illuminate an undiscovered world.

This morning I shot six holes in my freezer. I think I've got cabin fever.

I was suppose to be a Jesuit priest or a naval academy graduate.

That to me is the way any good romantic would look at his life: Live it first, then write it down before you go.

Any attempts at autobiography before the age of eighty seem pretty self-involved to me. There are a lot of smart middle aged people but not many wise ones.

Older and wiser voices can help you find the right path, if you are only willing to listen.

There's a strange sense of pleasure being beat to hell by a storm when you're on a ship that is not going to sink.