Only little boys and old men sneer at love.

Frederick Buechner can find grace and redemption even in the shoddiest, phoniest aspects of a cultural wasteland. One reads Lion Country...with hope and delight.

There is a charm, even for homely things, in perfect maintenance.

Only little boys and old men sneer at love.

Keep doing good deeds long enough, and you'll probably turn out a good man in spite of yourself.

I think Shakespeare got drunk after he finished King Lear. That he had a ball writing it.

The only thing that keeps a man going is energy. And what is energy but liking life?