“The present was an egg laid by the past that had the future inside its shell.”

So her soul crawled out from its hiding place.

There is a basin in the mind where words float around on thought and thought on sound and sight. Then there is a depth of thought untouched by words, and deeper still a gulf of formless feelings untouched by thought.

A thing is mighty big when time and distance cannot shrink it.

Look like she been livin’ through a hundred years in January without one day of spring.

They seemed to be staring at the dark, but their eyes were watching God.

Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.

One finds great comfort in good dinners.

He was the average mortal. It troubled him to get used to the world one way and then suddenly have it turn different.

Anytime you catch folks lying, they scared of something!

It seems to me that trying to live without friends is like milking a bear to get cream for your morning coffee. It is a whole lot of trouble, and then not worth much after you get it.

Two things everybody’s got tuh do fuh theyselves. They got tuh go tuh God, and they got tuh find out about livin’ fuh theyselves.

There is two things everybody got to find out for themselves. They got to find out about love and they got to find out about living.

There are years that ask questions and years that answer.

It was funny if you looked at it right quick, but it got pitiful if you thought about it awhile.

The spirit of the marriage left the bedroom and took to living in the parlor.

Grown people know that they do not always know the way of things, and even if they think they know, they do not know where and how they got the proof.

There is no place I know that compares to pure imagination.

Who wants a heavy heart in a big home?

To me, the thing that is worse than death is betrayal. I could conceive death, but I could not conceive betrayal.

It is unrealistc to expect people to see you as you see yourself.

It’s a hell of a responsibility to be yourself. It’s much easier to be somebody else or nobody at all.

The last capitalist we hang shall be the one who sold us the rope.

Things never happen the same way twice.

Keep all ur troubles in ur own pocket. But, make sure that the pocket has a hole!