...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.

I think that those of us who are what are called intellectuals make a terrible mistake in overvaluing the yen we have for the arts, books, etc. There is a sweet, fine quality in life that has nothing to do with this, and more and more I find myself valuing myself with those people.

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.

It was a cold day but the sun was out and the trees were like great bonfires against gray distant fields and hills.

The fruition of the year had come and the night should have been fine with a moon in the sky and the crisp sharp promise of frost in the air, but it wasn't that way. It rained and little puddles of water shone under the street lamps on Main Street. In the woods in the darkness beyond the Fair Ground water dripped from the black trees.

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