...no gift will ever buy back a man's love when you have removed his self-love.

I should have known I am the rain. I am the land and I am the rain. The grass will grow out of me in a little while.

They's times when how you feel got to be kep' to yourself.

I have named the destroyers of nations: comfort, plenty, and security - out of which grow a bored and slothful cynicism, in which rebellion against the world as it is, and myself as I am, are submerged in listless self-satisfaction.

Literature is as old as speech. It grew out of a human need for it, and it has not changed except to become more needed

He can kill anything for need but he could not even hurt a feeling for pleasure.

Teaching might even be the greatest of the arts since the medium is the human mind and spirit. My three [great teachers] did not tell - they catalyzed a burning desire to know. Under their influence, the horizons sprung wide and fear went away and the unknown became knowable. But most important of all, the truth, that dangerous stuff, became beautiful and very precious.