Hurts of childhood live on; in one form or other they are there to the end.

Chicago is many things to many people, and to me, it is a place where you can write.

I can't think of any sorrow in the world that a hot bath wouldn't help, just a little bit.

Even though you've given up a past it hasn't given you up. It comes uninvited - and sometimes half welcome.

For nothing is so hard to hear as that which is half known, and evaded. One never denies so hotly as in denying to one's self what one fears is true, and one never resents so bitterly as in resenting that which one cannot say one has the right to resent.

A clock is a little machine that shuts us out from the wonder of time.

Hurts of childhood live on; in one form or other they are there to the end.