“I wonder how many people I’ve looked at all my life and never seen.”

Out of all this struggle a good thing is going to grow. That makes it worthwhile.

I know now why confusion in government is not only tolerated but encouraged. I have learned. Confused people can make no clear demands.

There’s a responsibility in being a person. It’s more than just taking up space where air would be.

And finally, in our time a beard is the one thing that a woman cannot do better than a man, or if she can her success is assured only in a circus.

A sad soul can kill quicker than a germ.

American married life is the doormat to the whorehouse.

People like you to be something, preferably what they are.

If a story is not about the hearer, he will not listen. And here I make a rule—a great and interesting story is about everyone or it will not last.

No one wants advice – only corroboration.

You’re bound to get ideas if you go thinkin’ about stuff.

It’s almost impossible to read a fine thing without wanting to do a fine thing.

If you find yourself in a fair fight, your tactics suck.

If you want to destroy a nation, give it too much – make it greedy, miserable and sick.

I shall revenge myself in the cruelest way you can imagine. I shall forget it.

How can you frighten a man whose hunger is not only in his own cramped stomach but in the wretched bellies of his children? You can’t scare him–he has known a fear beyond every other.

With all our horrors and faults, somewhere in us there is a shining.

I don’t believe too much in luck. I believe in circumstances. I believe in work.

I believe in using words, not fists. I believe in my outrage knowing people are living in boxes on the street. I believe in honesty. I believe in a good time. I believe in good food. I believe in sex.

I do not myself feel that any person who is really profoundly humane can believe in everlasting punishment.

Whatever you may be balancing in life right now, wherever you’re working hard to get to, you’re doing a damn phenomenal job.

What a magical spell those stars cast, making us believe we were written for them.

Trick me into believing that the world is ending learned things aren’t breaking they’re simply bending now, I can finally do some mending.

I can’t believe it, I’m falling apart. I recognize the way my feelings eat me from inside out.

You are greater than any lie fear will tell you. Believe it, seek it.