See the cat? See the cradle?

But I replied that what made being alive almost worthwhile for me, besides music, was all the saints I met, who could be anywhere. By saints I meant people who behaved decently in a strikingly indecent society.

That's what is was to be young - to be enthusiastic rather than envious about the good work other people could do.

It is just an illusion here on Earth that one moment follows another one, like beads on a string, and that once a moment is gone, it is gone forever.

I'm so sorry - we had this cottage up in Lake Maxinkuckee, in Culver. I've thought so often of the poor Pottawattomies we took this land away from. They must have loved it so.

She hated people who thought too much. At that moment, she struck me as an appropriate representative for almost all mankind.

Maturity is a bitter disappointment for which no remedy exists, unless laughter could be said to remedy anything.