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

He saw something that makes a man doubtful of the constancy of the realities outside himself. It was the shocking discovery that makes a man wonder if I've missed this, what else have I failed to see?

[He] fell right into the oldest conviction in the world-- that the girl you are in love with can't possibly be anything but true and honest.

Strength and success; they are above morality, above criticism. It seems then, that it is not what you do, but how you do it and what you call it.

One can find so many pains when the rain is falling.

After the bare requisites to living and reproducing, man wants most to leave some record of himself, a proof, perhaps, that he has really existed. He leaves his proof on wood, on stone or on the lives of other people. This deep desire exists in everyone, from the boy who writes dirty words in a public toilet to the Buddha who etches his image in the race mind. Life is so unreal. I think that we seriously doubt that we exist and go about trying to prove that we do.

In early June the world of leaf and blade and flowers explodes, and every sunset is different.