She stood there until something fell off the shelf inside her. Then she went inside there to see what it was. It was her image of Jody tumbled down and shattered. But looking at it she saw that it never was the flesh and blood figure of her dreams. Just something she had grabbed up to drape her dreams over.

Don't you love nobody better'n you do yo'self. Do, you'll be dying befo' yo' time is out.

The sun, the hero of every day, the impersonal old man that beams as brightly on death as on birth, came up every morning.

But any man who walks in the way of power and property is bound to meet hate.

I hold that any religion that satisfies the individual urge is valid for that person.

anytime you catch folks lying, they scared of something!

Oh to be a pear tree – any tree in bloom! With kissing bees singing of the beginning of the world!