Hate cannot live alone. It must have love as a trigger, a goad, or a stimulant.

It's almost impossible to read a fine thing without wanting to do a fine thing.

In early June the world of leaf and blade and flowers explodes, and every sunset is different.

He never fell, never slipped back, never flew.

I have noticed that there is no dissatisfaction like that of the rich. Feed a man, clothe him, put him in a good house, and he will die of despair.

It is strange how a man believes he can think better in a special place. I have such a place, have always had it, but I know it isn't thinking I do there, but feeling and experiencing and remembering. It's a safety place. Everyone must have one, although I never heard a man tell of it.

Sectional football games have the glory and the despair of war, and when a Texas team takes the field against a foreign state, it is an army with banners.