Living was no longer the grief behind him, but the anxiety ahead.

Fear is the most easily taught of all lessons, and the fight against terror, real or imagined, is perhaps the history of man's mind.

Madness is only a variety of mental nonconformity and we are all individualists here.

A woman has got to love a bad man once or twice in her life, to be thankful for a good one.

For myself, the Creek satisfies a thing that had gone hungry and unfed since childhood days. I am often lonely. Who is not? But I should be lonelier in the heart of a city.

I do not understand how anyone can live without some small place of enchantment to turn to.

It's very important to be just to other people. It takes years and years of living to learn that injustice against oneself is always unimportant.