There is only one history of any importance, and it is the history of what you once believed in, and the history of what you came to believe in.

Drink was the most fearsome of deceivers ... for it promised one thing and came through with quite another.

The decision to speak out is the vocation and lifelong peril by which the intellectual must live.

There is only one history of any importance, and it is the history of what you once believed in, and the history of what you came to believe in.

Springtime is a season we tend to forget as we grow older, and yet far back in our memories, like the landscape of a country visited long ago, it's always there.

Because of my mother, who gave me definitions, I knew what I was committed to in life. ... I had the most satisfactory of childhoods because Mother, small, delicate-boned, witty, and articulate, turned out to be exactly my age.

whatever devotion to something else there was in him had been made impure by church taken as a weekly, dutiful thing.