Thus through half-belief, we are often doomed to repeat that very past we should have learned from.

Go out and make your own speeches. People need you. Go on TV. It can be done. After you speak up a few times, people say, "Hey, we got a crazy man in the community," and they'll begin talking to you.

I started writing every day. I never stopped.

I just want someone to hear what I have to say. And maybe if I talk long enough, it’ll make sense.

It is good to renew one's wonder, said the philosopher. Space travel has again made children of us all.

I felt a bit bookish, cut off from life.

One year Halloween came on October 24, three hours after midnight. At that time, James Nightshade of 97 Oak Street was thirteen years, eleven months, twenty-three days old. Next door, William Halloway was thirteen years, eleven months, and twenty-four days old. Both touched toward fourteen; it almost trembled in their hands. And that was the October week when they grew up overnight, and were never so young any more.