I tried. Can't do it. Brain's empty.

Man needs bread and hyacinths: one to feed the body, and one to feed the soul.

What exactly did people do when they had all the time in the world and could do whatever they liked?

And what did I think when I was small and why did I forget? And what else will I forget when I grow older? And if you forget is it as if it never happened? Will none of the things you saw or thought or dreamed matter?

Sometimes you know in your heart you love someone, but you have to go away before your head can figure it out.

Don't judge a man until you have walked two moons in his moccasins.

You know, maybe that's all anybody wants, is to be useful. And have somebody else notice it.