I have wondered why is it that some people are less affected and torn by the verities of life and death that others.

I'm back with my own kind of people here now, the bums and drinkers and no goods and it is a fine thing.

If we could learn even a little to like ourselves, maybe our cruelties and angers might melt away.

George's voice became deeper. He repeated his words rhythmically as though he had said them many times before. 'Guys like us, that work on ranches, are the loneliest guys in the world. They got no family. They don't belong no place. They come to a ranch an' work up a stake, and the first thing you know they're poundin' their tail on some other ranch. They ain't got nothing to look ahead to.

We could live offa the fatta the lan'.

Time is more complex near the sea than in any other place, for in addition to the circling of the sun and the turning of the seasons, the waves beat out the passage of time on the rocks and the tides rise and fall as a great clepsydra.

That man who is more then his elements knows the land that is more than its analysis.