With a few exceptions people don't want money. They want luxury and they want love and they want admiration.

Liza poured thick batter from a pitcher onto a soapstone griddle. The hot cakes rose like little hassocks, and small volcanoes formed and erupted on them until they were ready to be turned. A cheerful brown, they were, with tracings of darker brown. And the kitchen was full of the good sweet smell of them.

To the heavens on the wings of a pig.

This I would fight for: the freedom of the mind to take any direction it wishes, undirected.

Ah, the prayers of the millions, how they must fight and destroy each other on their way to the throne of God.

Somewhere in the world there is a defeat for everyone. Some are destroyed by defeat, and some made small and mean by victory. Greatness lives in one who triumphs equally over defeat and victory.

Girls have a way of knowing or feeling what you feel, but they usually like to hear it also.