But there were moments when she played songs that made you wonder where she learned them, where indeed she came from. Harsh-tender wandering tunes with words that smacked of pinewoods or prairie. One went: Don’t wanna sleep, Don’t wanna die, Just wanna go a-travelin’ through the pastures of the sky; and this one seemed to gratify her the most, for often she continued it long after her hair hard dried, after the sun had gone and there were lighted windows in the dusk.

I've never had an affair with somebody who wasn't at the same time a very good friend of mine, if you see what I mean.

I told you: you can make yourself love anybody.

My major regret in life is that my childhood was unnecessarily lonely.

Traveling wears me out.

I'll pay you a million dollars if you tell your life story for true.

One always likes one's latest book best. That's a natural feeling.