Because there were all kinds of hell - some were black and dirty, and some were silvery and high.

One thing you will discover is that life is based less than you think on what you’ve learned and much more than you think on what you have inside you from the beginning." Memoir From Antproof Case

I saw how greatly he suffered the requirement of being clever. It separated him from his soul, and it didn't get him anything other than a living

I've always been terribly uninterested in criticism. And one of the reasons, I just thought recently, is that you know there are various schools of criticism that will compete, and one will supercede the other.

He could say nothing. He had no right to be there, he had already been profoundly changed, he was no good at small talk, she was half naked, it was dawn and he loved her.

...to be paid for one's joy is to steal.

And how does God speak to you?" "In the language of everything that is beautiful.