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

The sale of souls to gain the whole world is completely voluntary and almost unanimous...but not quite.

A journey is a person in itself; no two are alike. And all plans, safeguards, policing, and coercion are fruitless. We find that after years of struggle that we do not take a trip; a trip takes us.

It is the hour of pearl—the interval between day and night when time stops and examines itself.

... every little boy thinks he invented sin.

When a man says he does not want to speak of something he usually means he can think of nothing else.

So in our pride we ordered for breakfast an omelet, toast and coffee and what has just arrived is a tomato salad with onions, a dish of pickles, a big slice of watermelon and two bottles of cream soda.