The quality of owning freezes you forever in "I," and cuts you off forever from the "we.

Are cats strange animals or do they so resemble us that we find them curious as we do monkeys?

Maybe not having time to think is not having the wish to think.

When a condition or a problem becomes too great, humans have the protection of not thinking about it. But it goes inward and minces up with a lot of other things already there and what comes out is discontent and uneasiness, guilt and a compulsion to get something--anything--before it is all gone.

Maybe ever'body in the whole damn world is scared of each other.

It don't cost money to ask.

To be alive at all is to have scars.