Many people must live and die alone, even in Winesburg.

It may be life is only worthwhile at moments. Perhaps that is all we ought to expect.

What's wrong with this egotism? If a man doesn't delight in himself and the force in him and feel that he and it are wonders, how is all life to become important to him?

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.

Everyone in the world is Christ and they are all crucified.

You won’t arrive. It is an endless search.

You must try to forget all you have learned,” said the old man. “You must begin to dream. From this time on you must shut your ears to the roaring of the voices.