There are a terrible lot of lies going around the world, and the worst of it is half of them are true.
You can't wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club.
Vanessa didn't like it, but I figured a cop wasn't going to stop for a kid waving his hat in the street, not that day. They just might stop if they saw Darryl bleeding there, though. I argued briefly with her and Darryl settled it by lurching to his feet and dragging himself down toward Market Street.
What's the earth With all its art, verse, music, worth - Compared with love, found, gained, and kept?
Democracy is the recurrent suspicion that more than half of the people are right more than half the time.
No one goes there nowadays, it's too crowded.
The true mystery of the world is the visible, not the invisible.