Time is the only critic without ambition.

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

The words are meaningless except in terms of feeling. Does anyone act as the result of thought or does feeling stimulate action and sometimes thought implement it.

We, or at least I, can have no conception of human life and human thought in a hundred years or fifty years. Perhaps my greatest wisdom is the knowledge that I do not know. The sad ones are those who waste their energy in trying to hold it back, for thy can only feel bitterness in loss and no joy in gain.

I have owed you this letter for a very long time-but my fingers have avoided the pencil as though it were an old and poisoned tool.

We don't take a trip. A trip takes us.

Doc tips his hat to dogs as he drives by and the dogs look up and smile at him.