I must go home periodically to renew my sense of horror..

Once you have lived with another, it is a great torture to have to live alone..

Owing to the fact he was a mute they were able to give him all the qualities they wanted him to have..

You don't know what it is to store up a lot of details and then come upon something real..

This was her, Mick Kelly, walking in the daytime and by herself at night. In the hot sun and in the dark with all the plans and feelings. This music ….

The dimensions of a work of art are seldom realized by the author until the work is accomplished. It is like a flowering dream. Ideas grow, budding s….

She wished there was some place where she could go to hum it out loud. Some kind of music was too private to sing in a house cram fall of people. It ….

Passion is more important than justice..

The most fatal thing a man can do is try to stand alone..

But you haven't never loved God nor even nair person. You hard and tough as cowhide. But just the same I knows you. This afternoon you going to roam ….

Doctors, by God; washing their hands, looking out windows, fiddling with dreadful things while you are stretched out on a table or half undressed on ….

His own life seemed so solitary, a fragile column supporting nothing amidst the wreckage of the years..

But look what the Church has done to Jesus during the last two thousand years. What they have made of Him. How they have turned every word He spoke f….

I see a green tree. And to me it is green. And you would call the tree green also. And we would agree on this. But is the colour you see as green the….

justice itself is a chimera, a delusion. Justice is not a flat yardstick, applied in equal measure to an equal situation..

The curt truth is that, in a deep secret way, the state of being beloved is intolerable to many. The beloved fears and hates the lover, and with the ….

The Heart is a Lonely Hunter..

A most mediocre person can be the object of a love which is wild, extravagant, and beautiful as the poison lillies of the swamp..

She was afraid of these things that made her suddenly wonder who she was, and what she was going to be in the world, and why she was standing at that….

The world is certainty a sudden place..

I´m a stranger in a strange land..