Had the price of looking been blindness, I would have looked.

I was pulled this way and that for longer than I can remember. And my problem was that I always tried to go in everyone's way but my own. I have also been called one thing and then another while no one really wished to hear what I called myself. So after years of trying to adopt the opinions of others I finally rebelled. I am an invisible man.

If you can show me how I can cling to that which is real to me, while teaching me a way into the larger society, then and only then will I drop my defenses and hostility, and I will sing your praises and help you to make the desert bear fruit.

I do not know if all cops are poets, but I know that all cops carry guns with triggers.

All novels are about certain minorities: the individual is a minority. The universal in the novel-and isn't that what we're all clamoring for these days?-is reached only through the depiction of the specific man in a specific circumstance.

Man's hope can paint a purple picture, can transform a soaring vulture into a noble eagle or moaning dove.

It is sometimes advantageous to be unseen, although it is most often rather wearing on the nerves.