... every little boy thinks he invented sin.

Our people are good people; our people are kind people. Pray God some day kind people won't all be poor.

And her joy was nearly like sorrow.

it was her habit to build up laughter out of inadequate materials.

An unbelieved truth can hurt a man much more than a lie. It takes great courage to back truth unacceptable to our times. There's a punishment for it, and it's usually crucifixion.

Literature was not promulgated by a pale and emasculated critical priesthood singing their litanies in empty churches, nor is it a game for the cloistered elect, the tinhorn mendicants of low calorie despair.

What some people find in religion a writer may find in his craft...a kind of breaking through to glory.