Writing to me is a deeply personal, even a secret function and when the product I turned loose it is cut off from me and I have no sense of its being mine. Consequently criticism doesn't mean anything to me. As a disciplinary matter, it is too late.

Nearly everyone has his box of secret pain.

It is the nature of a person as he/she grows older to protest against change, particularly changes for the better.

What do I want in a doctor? Perhaps more than anything else-a friend with special knowledge.

And you know what it is? San Francisco a golden handcuff with the key thrown away.

War ... a reversal of the rules where a man is permitted to kill all the humans he can.

Dear Lord,' he said. 'let me be like Aron. Don’t make me mean. I don’t want to be. If you will let everybody like me, why, I’ll give you anything in the world, and if I haven’t got it, why, I’ll go for to get it. I don’t want to be mean. I don’t want to be lonely. For Jesus’ sake, Amen.