But I have a new love for that glittering instrument, the human soul. It is a lovely and unique thing in the universe. It is always attacked and never destroyed - because 'Thou mayest.

Change was everywhere. People were gone, or changed, and that was almost like being gone.

Sometimes when she was alone, and she knew she was alone, she permitted her mind to play in a garden, and she smiled.

I don’t mind getting smacked on the chin. I just don’t want to get nibbled to death. There’s a difference.

Socialism is just another form of religion, and thus delusional.

There's nothing sadder to me than associations held together by nothing but the glue of postage stamps. If you can't see or hear or touch a man, it's best to let him go.

I hate cameras. They are so much more sure than I am about everything.