The overriding problem with our country, and our world in general, is that we are, in large part, managed by incompetents. Most of these are men who have spent their lives seeking power rather than themselves.

Such physical matters were nice, yet, to him, intelligence and passion born of living, the ability to move and be moved by subtleties of the mind and spirit, were what really counted.

Analysis destroys wholes. Some things, magic things, are meant to stay whole. If you look at their pieces, they go away.

Remember the great adversity of art or anything else is a hurried life.

The road is a strange place. Shuffling along, I looked up and you were there walking across the grass toward my truck on an August day. In retrospect, it seems inevitable - it could not have been any other way-- a case of what I call the high probability of the improbable

I am the highway and a peregrine and all the sails that ever went to sea

It's kind of strange-- in fiction you get to tell lies and are applauded for it.