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

I feel that I am writing out of a full life. I am a rich man, rich in men known, in adventures had. I am rich with living.

In the beginning when the world was young there were a great many thoughts but no such thing as truth. Man made the truths himself and each truth was a composite of a great many vague thoughts. All about in the world were truths and they were all beautiful.

I go about looking at horses and cattle. They eat grass, make love, work when they have to, bear their young. I am sick with envy of them.

Only the few know the sweetness of the twisted apples.

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.

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