There is no single face in nature, because every eye that looks upon it, sees it from its own angle. So every man's spice-box seasons his own food.

It's no use of talking unless people understand what you say.

When I pitched headforemost into the world I landed in the crib of Negroism.

Love, I find, is like singing.

If you want that good feeling that comes from doing things for other folks then you have to pay for it in abuse and misunderstanding.

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

Perhaps, it is just as well to be rash and foolish for a while. If writers were too wise, perhaps no books would be written at all. It might be better to ask yourself "Why?" afterwards than before. Anyway, the force from somewhere in Space which commands you to write in the first place, gives you no choice. You take up the pen when you are told, and write what is commanded. There is no agony like bearing an untold story inside you.