I saw in their eyes something I was to see over and over in every part of the nation- a burning desire to go, to move, to get under way, anyplace, away from any Here. They spoke quietly of how they wanted to go someday, to move about, free and unanchored, not toward something but away from something. I saw this look and heard this yearning everywhere in every states I visited. Nearly every American hungers to move.

...Samuel rode lightly on top of a book and he balanced happily among ideas the way a man rides white rapids in a canoe. But Tom got into a book, crawled and groveled between the covers, tunneled like a mole among the thoughts, and came up with the book all over his face and hands.

It is the nature of a man as he grows older, a small bridge intime, toprotest againstchange, particularlychangefor the better.

It was too nerve-wracking, a shocking spectacle, like seeing an old, calm friend go insane.

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

Texas is a state of mind. Texas is an obsession. Above all else, Texas is a nation in every sense of the word.

Sometimes a kind of glory lights up the mind of a man.