...when the little boy discovered, at four, the same thing Mr. Smith had learned earlier -- that only birds and planes could fly -- he lost all interest in himself.

I don't do the things other people call "play."

Make a difference about something other than yourselves.

You rely on a sentence to say more than the denotation and the connotation; you revel in the smoke that the words send up.

All important things are hard.

You looking good." "Devil's confusion. He lets me look good long as I feel bad.

I'm losing the definition now of politics. I sort of don't know what that is anymore. People say politically correct, I don't know what that means. I know what they think they mean.