the scornful force of his tone turned the word into a curse

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

Looking back now across fifteen years I could see with great clarity the fear I had lived in, which must mean that in the interval I had succeeded in a very important undertaking: I must have made my escape from it.

It seemed clear that wars were not made by generations and their special stupidities, but that wars were made instead by something ignorant in the human heart

Sarcasm... the protest of those who are weak.

Always say some prayers at night because it might turn out that there is a God.

I began to know that each morning reasserted the problems of night before, that sleep suspended all but changed nothing, that you couldn’t make yourself over between dawn and dusk.