It frightened him to think what must have gone to the making of her eyes.

The real loneliness is living among all these kind people who only ask one to pretend!

Each time you happen to me all over again.

Archer had always been inclined to think that chance and circumstance played a small part in shaping people's lots compared with their innate tendency to have things happen to them.

..but it seemed to him that the tie between husband and wife, if breakable in prosperity, should be indissoluble in misfortune.

The taste of the usual was like cinders in his mouth, and there were moments when he felt as if he were being buried alive under his future.

It seems stupid to have discovered America only to make it into a copy of another country.

Is there nowhere in an American house where one may be by one's self?

She threw back her head with a laugh that made her chins ripple like little waves.

Conservatives cherished it for being small and inconvenient, and thus keeping out the "new people" whom New York was beginning to dread and yet be drawn to

Ah, no, he did not want May to have that kind of innocence, the innocence that seals the mind against imagination and the heart against experience...

Life is a gift. Accept the sacred existence

Very few great artists feel the giant agony of the world.

The purpose of art is to give the traveling human race an improved map that shows the way to itself. If art isn't for *that*, what is it for?

Alan Grant: "There are... far too many words written. Millions and millions of them pouring from the presses every minute. It's a horrible thought." The Midget (his nurse): "You sound constipated.

Sometimes poetry is inspired by the conversation entered into by reading other poems.

I feel like a fraud... My name is not even actually Ashton. Ashton is my middle name.

By the time The Iron Sheik gets to the ring, it will be Wrestlemania 37!

Your identity is like your shadow: not always visible and yet always present.

The moment of surrender is not when life is over. It's when it begins

I imagine that fish have no word for water.