Men who believe that the way to the mind is not by way of ice picks through the brain or large dosages of dangerous medicine but through an honest reckoning of the self.

How many psychiatrists does it take to screw in a lightbulb?” “I don’t know. How many?” “Eight.” “Why?” “Oh, stop overanalyzing it.

One that society can't forgive, but I can.

But as the years passed, he missed her more, not less, and his need for her became a cut that would not scar over, would not stop leaking.

Teddy wondered, and not for the first time, not by a long shot, if this was the day that missing her would finally be too much for him.

How much violence, Marshal, do you think a man can carry before it breaks him?

There's always a 'she'. Isn't there?

Chuck said, “Hey. How many surrealists does it take to screw in a lightbulb?” Cawley looked over at him. “I’ll bite. How many?” “Fish, ” Chuck said and let loose a bright bark of a laugh.

There is no such thing as a boring person when you are lonely or extremely bored.

You are to me, what wind is to dry leaves.The reason for me to fall, the reason for me to fly.

What makes my approach special is that I do different things. I do jazz, blues, country music and so forth. I do them all, like a good utility man.

Appetite, craving for food, is a constant and powerful stimulator of the gastric glands.

Life is what we make of it. Travel is the traveler. What we see isn't what we see but what we are.

Women play a couple of roles. They are in professional schools and increasingly producing the talent to keep the engines of the economy growing, but they're also the nurturers and the caregivers.

Because of the time we're in, it's so easy to just blend all of it together and it's kind of like you're listening to everything all at once.

I read so ravenously that I would read through whole categories. I was crazy about reading biographies. [...] I think biographies are very urgent to children.

Ladies and gentlemen, even my own staff challenges me. When I issue edicts, commands, orders, ideas, you would think that there would be overwhelming blanket acquiescence, approval, and support.

You either get Norfolk, with its wild roughness and uncultivated oddities, or you don't. It's not all soft and lovely. It doesn't ask to be loved.