Friends you have, people you love, die and are born again.

Wait and wait. Most people's lives are spent waiting.

...she thought that something unexpressed in herself came forth and became a part of an unexpressed something in them.

Dare to be strong and courageous. That is the road. Venture anything. Be brave enough to dare to be loved. Be something more than man or woman. Be Tandy.

Dare to be strong and courageous. That is the road. Venture anything.

I think you know that when an American stays away from New York too long something happens to him. Perhaps he becomes a little provincial, a little dead and afraid.

All good New Orleanians go to look at the Mississippi at least once a day. At night it is like creeping into a dark bedroom to look at a sleeping child--something of that sort--gives you the same warm nice feeling, I mean.