Life was created in the valleys. It blew up onto the hills on the old terrors, the old lusts, the old despairs. That's why you must walk up the hills so you can ride down.

I would say that music is the easiest means in which to express, but since words are my talent, I must try to express clumsily in words what the pure music would have done better.

Though children can accept adults as adults, adults can never accept children as anything but adults too.

No battle is ever won ... victory is an illusion of philosophers and fools.

When I was a boy I first learned how much better water tastes when it has set a while in a cedar bucket. Warmish-cool, with a faint taste like the hot July wind in Cedar trees smells.

Even sound seemed to fail in this air, like the air was worn out with carrying sounds so long.

History is not was, it is.