They made small effort to cover their raw souls with the mantle of commonplace words.

Seems nothing draws men together like killing other men.

Strength diminishes when it seems we are spending it in vain.

I am glad I worked on a newspaper because it made me know I had to write whether I felt like it or not.

We all go through the same things - it's all just a different kind of the same thing.

The only man who knows just what he thinks at the present moment is the man who hasn't done any new thinking in the past ten years.

What we seek we do not find - that would be too trim and tidy for so reckless and opulent a thing as life. It is something else we find.