To a monster the norm must seem monstrous, since everyone is normal to himself.

A writer lives in awe of words, for they can be cruel or kind, and they can change their meanings right in front of you. They pick up flavors and odors like butter in a refrigerator.

To a monster the norm must seem monstrous, since everyone is normal to himself.

There is no term comparable to green thumbs to apply to such a mechanic, but there should be. For there are men who can look, listen, tap, make an adjustment, and a machine works.

Guys like us, that work on ranches, are the loneliest guys in the world

If you find yourself in a fair fight, your tactics suck.

Being at ease with himself put him at ease with the world.