My whole work drive has been aimed at making people understand each other. . .

Father and son are natural enemies and each is happier and more secure in keeping it that way.

I wonder how many people I've looked at all my life and never seen. It's scary to think about. Point of reference again. When two people meet, each one is changed by the other so you've got two new people.

Just as our bread, mixed and baked, packaged and sold without benefit of accident or human frailty, is uniformly good and uniformly tasteless, so will our speech become one speech.

You never oughta drink water when it ain't runnin'.

A man so painfully in love is capable of self-torture beyond belief.

I'm back with my own kind of people here now, the bums and drinkers and no goods and it is a fine thing.