You can't slice up morals.

My wife, my Mary, goes to her sleep the way you would close the door of a closet. So many times I have watched her with envy. Her lovely body squirms a moment as though she fitted herself into a cocoon. She sighs once and at the end of it her eyes close and her lips, untroubled, fall into that wise and remote smile of the Ancient Greek gods. She smiles all night in her sleep, her breath purrs in her throat, not a snore, a kitten's purr... She loves to sleep and sleep welcomes her.

A journey is a person in itself; no two are alike. And all plans, safeguards, policies and coercion are fruitless. We find after years of struggle that we do not take a trip; a trip takes us.

If you want to destroy a nation, give it too much - make it greedy, miserable and sick.

He learned that when people are very poor they still have something to give and the impulse to give it.

Montana seems to me to be what a small boy would think Texas is like from hearing Texans

Courage and fear were one thing too.