It's a funny thing, the less people have to live for, the less nerve they have to risk losing nothing.

It seems that fighting is a game where everybody is the loser.

I love myself when I am laughing.

Here was peace. She pulled in her horizon like a great fish-net. Pulled it from around the waist of the world and draped it over her shoulder. So much of life in its meshes! She called in her soul to come and see.

Ships at a distance have every man's wish on board.

Ethical and cultural desegregation. It is a contradiction in terms to scream race pride and equality while at the same time spurning Negro teachers and self-association.

I do not weep at the world I am too busy sharpening my oyster knife.