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

A man, after he has brushed off the dust and chips of his life, will have left only the hard, clean question: Was it good or was it evil? Have I done well - or ill?

But you can't start over Only a boy can start over You and me Why, we're all that's been

Give a critic an inch, he'll write a play.

It sometimes happens that what you feel is not returned for one reason or another-but that does not make your feeling less valuable and good.

It isn't like the rest of the country - it is like a nation itself - more tolerant than the rest in a curious way. Littleness gets swallowed up here. All the viciousness that makes other cities vicious is sucked up and absorbed in New York.

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