The writer’s joy is the thought that can become emotion, and the emotion that can wholly become a thought.

And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.

"Without the past, there is no future."

The life of the law has not been logic; it has been experience.

I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape—the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn’t show.

"The act of writing is an act of courage, a defiance against the silence of the world."