Well, my book is written-let it go. But if it were only to write over again there wouldn't be so many things left out. They burn in me; and they keep multiplying; but now they can't ever be said. And besides, they would require a library-and a pen warmed up in hell.

Patriot: the person who can holler the loudest without knowing what he is hollering about.

There ain't nothing more to write about and I'm rotten glad of it, because if I'd know'd what trouble it was to make a book, I wouldn't a tackled it.

Obscurity and a competence—that is the life that is best worth living.

What work I have done I have done because it has been play. If it had been work I shouldn't have done it.

You can't no more teach what you ain't learned than you can come from where you ain't been.

If your only tool is a hammer, everything starts to look like a nail.