I'm like the trunk of a cactus... I take in a dose of culture and time with friends, then I retreat and go live on it for awhile until I get thirsty again.

In the end, what really matters? Only kindness. Only making somebody a little happier for your presence.

I'm like the trunk of a cactus... I take in a dose of culture and time with friends, then I retreat and go live on it for awhile until I get thirsty again.

It's not good to live so much inside oneself. It's a self-imposed exile, really. It makes you different.

I always use primary sources, in addition to reading biographies and other materials.

I have been standing on the side of life, watching it float by. I want to swim in the river. I want to feel the current. -Loving Frank

What did a person need to survive? Food. Water. Shelter. Warmth in cold weather. And something else... books.