He had said, "I am a man," and that meant certain things to Juana. It meant that he was half insane and half god. It meant that Kino would drive his strength against a mountain and plunge his strength against the sea. Juana, in her woman's soul, knew that the mountain would stand while the man broke himself; that the sea would surge while the man drowned in it. And yet it was this thing that made him a man, half insane and half god, and Juana had need of a man; she could not live without a man.

Three hours of writing require twenty hours of preparation. Luckily I have learned to dream about the work, which saves me some working time.

With knowledge there is no hope,... without hope I would sit motionless, rusting like unused armor.

Wherever you can look - wherever there's a fight, so hungry people can eat, I'll be there.

The break would never come as long as fear could turn to wrath.

It has always seemed strange to me... the things we admire in men, kindness and generosity, openness, honesty, understanding and feeling, are the concomitants of failure in our system. And those traits we detest, sharpness, greed, acquisitiveness, meanness, egotism and self-interest, are the traits of success. And while men admire the quality of the first they love the produce of the second.

I guess I'm trying to say, Grab anything that goes by. It may not come around again.