“It seems to be that loneliness is a small price to pay for peace and quiet.”

Look at Van Gogh’s paintings: there’s as much joy in them as there is pain. Suffering is only a single color, and by itself it’s boring.

Love attacks. It sneaks up like a pride of lions or a pack of hyenas and eats your heart out while you watch.

Love is raw, and violent, and instantaneous. You don’t fall in love; you get trampled by it.

I once heard some idiot on the radio saying that all great art has suffering as its dominant theme, and that the greatest artists are only able to create because they suffer immensely in their own lives. What a bunch of bullshit.

Love is the bully on the playground who takes your lunch money and gives you a black eye in return, the arsonist who burns your house down with you in it, the witch who lures you into her home with candy and boils you alive for dinner.

Among top grandmasters the Dutch is a rare defense, which is good reason to play it! It has not been studied very deeply by many opponents, and theory, based on a small number of ‘reliable’ games, must be rather unreliable.

Do Something Small But Useful Now.

Men habitually use only a small part of the power which they actually possess.

Life will defend itself no matter how small it is.

There are things about growing up in a small town that you can’t necessarily quantify.

Our old belief system drags us back into the familiar. It is hard to overcome and we often experience small setbacks. This is the time to go back and look at your goals. Read your goal statement repeatedly and remind yourself of what you want and why.

Bing Crosby and I play a lot of golf together and I have a small course at my place where we often play for side stakes.

The task for each of us, White and of color, is to identify what our own sphere of influence is (however large or small) and to consider how it might be used to interrupt the cycle of racism.