The design of a book is the pattern of a reality controlled and shaped by the mind of a writer.

The craft of writing is the art of penetrating other minds with the figures that are in your own mind.

Orange and speckled and fluted nudibranchs slide gracefully over the rocks, their skirts waving like the dresses of Spanish dancers.

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.

But most important of all, the truth, that dangerous stuff, became beautiful and more precious.

In the souls of the people the grapes of wrath are filling and growing heavy, growing heavy for the vintage.

she knew she could help him best by being silent and by being near