We are all born equally far from the sun.

So the more things remained the same, the more they changed after all. Nothing endures. Not love, not a tree, not even a death by violence.

My father was in the coal business in West Virginia. Both dad and mother were, however, originally from Massachusetts; New England, to them, meant the place to go if you really wanted an education.

There are special, strange gifted people in the world and they have to be treated with understanding

Everything has to evolve or else it perishes.

As I walked briskly out the road the wind knifed at my face, but this sun caressed the back of my neck.

Everyone has a moment in history which belongs particularly to him. It is the moment when his emotions achieve their most powerful sway over him, and afterward when you say to this person "the world today" or "life" or "reality" he will assume that you mean this moment, even if it is fifty years past. The world, through his unleashed emotions, imprinted itself upon him, and he carries the stamp of that passing moment forever.