Socialism never took root in America because the poor see themselves not as an exploited proletariat but as temporarily embarrassed millionaires.

For the world was changing, and sweetness was gone, and virtue too. Worry had crept on a corroding world, and what was lost- good manners, ease and beauty? Ladies were not ladies anymore, and you couldn't trust a gentleman's word.

What hidden, hoarded longings there are in all of us.

Don't you love Jesus?' Well, I thought an' I thought an' finally I says, 'No, I don't know nobody name' Jesus. I know a bunch of stories, but I only love people.

It was too nerve-wracking, a shocking spectacle, like seeing an old, calm friend go insane.

It is not good to want a thing too much. It sometimes drives the luck away. You must want it just enough, and you must be very tactful with Gods or the gods.

You got a God. Don't make no difference if you don' know what he looks like.