A journey is like marriage. The certain way to be wrong is to think you control it.

Just set one day's work in front of the last day's work. That's the way it comes out. And that's the only way it does.

You can't slice up morals.

This was an evil beyond thinking. The killing of a man was not so evil as the killing of a boat. For a boat does not have sons, and a boat cannot protect itself, and a wounded boat does not heal.

I am a little man and this is a little town, but there must be a spark in little men that can burst into flame.

The misery stayed, not thought about but aching away, and sometimes I would have to ask myself, Why do I ache? Men can get used to anything, but it takes time.

A man, after he has brushed off the dust and chips of his life, will have left only the hard, clean question: Was it good or was it evil? Have I done well - or ill?