“The memories of childhood are like clear candles in an acre of night, illuminating fixed scenes from surrounding darkness.”

I live with the people I create and it has always made my essential loneliness less keen.

Imagination takes humility, love and great courage.

Next to music beer was best.

A seed grows in writing as in nature. The seed of the idea is developed by both labor and the unconscious, and the struggle that goes on between them.

As often as not, we are homesick most for the places we have never known.

To find some lasting comfort in the arms of anothers fire…driven by a desperate hunger to the arms of a neon light, the heart is a lonely hunter when there’s no sign of love in sight!

They are the we of me.

I am not meant to be alone and without you who understands.

Coming down was the hardest part of any climbing.

We are torn between nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange.

the way i need you is a loneliness i cannot bear.

Love is the main generator of all good writing… Love, passion, compassion, are all welded together.

The whole world was this symphony, and there was not enough of her to listen… Now that it was over there was only her heart beating like a rabbit and this terrible hurt.

The seed of the idea is developed by both labor and the unconscious, and the struggle that goes on between them.

It is music that causes the heart to broaden and the listener to grow cold with ecstasy and fright.

Maybe when people longed for a thing that bad the longing made them trust in anything that might give it to them.

The flavour of a fish which comes out of the sea at Acre is not similar to the flavour of a fish which comes out of the sea in Spain.

I had almost three acres of land in Beverly Hills. And I had a big atrium of chickens because I love that feeling of being in the country and living from the soil.

To bribe a farmer not to plant 38 acres with corn … seven weeks of salary for a Customs man assigned to save us from the terror of high-quality, low priced foreign TV sets, or the subsidy on 6,000 bushels of wheat to prop up the Soviet regime.

We never got the 40 acres. We went all the way to Herbert Hoover, and we never got the 40 acres. We didn’t get the mule. So we decided we’d ride this donkey as far as it would take us.

It is true that Mr. Lincoln signed the Emancipation Proclamation, after which there was a commitment to give 40 acres and a mule. That’s where the argument, to this day, of reparations starts.