When ideas come, I write them; when they don't come, I don't.

Only the peak feels so sound and stable that the beginning of the falling is hidden for a little while.

Caddy got the box and set it on the floor and opened it. It was full of stars. When I was still, they were still. When I moved, they glinted and sparkled. I hushed.

It's not when you realize that nothing can help you — religion, pride, anything — it's when you realize that you don't need any aid.

History is not was, it is.

One day I was talking to Cora. She prayed for me because she believed I was blind to sin, wanting me to kneel and pray too, because people to whom sin is just a matter of words, to them salvation is just words too.

It's all now you see: tomorrow began yesterday and yesterday won't be over until tomorrow.