Sometimes, you need to spit stuff out in words to get it better arranged in your head. I figure if you never talk about it, it just picks its own spot and lays there and festers.

I had always been a boy in this place, and many of the trees and rocks and streams had been old men when I knew them. Some had died. All had changed. I knew that. I had changed the most.

The world bein’ so small ain’t always a good thing for those of us who ain’t searchin’ for new and different stuff.

One of the worst things I’ve learned about getting older is that there seems to be more change that you don’t like than there was when you were younger and you can’t do nothin’ about it.

Just make sure the day doesn’t pass without sayin’ what’s in your heart. Sometimes you pass up those chances and they’re gone forever.

Our bird of hope was being denied the altitude it sought, just free enough to fly dangerously close to the reality of the treetops.

As an adult I had mastered the art of looking without seeing and listening without hearing and eating without tasting and maybe even existing without living.

What a wonderful sadness to miss the one you have loved forever, it seems, and know that she is waiting at home.

Memories with laughter are the best ones to keep.

I assumed that looking back reminded older guys of what they had shot at and missed, the what-ifs, the good memories, the bad, the people left behind, the people who moved on.

Back home. What wonderful words. What a wonderful place.

Our lives begin to end when we begin to forget to love.

Fear of danger is ten thousand times more terrifying than danger itself.

... old clothes, old friends, old books. One needs constants in a traveling life.

Nobody, not even the old, not even the despairing, wished to come to an end in time or in eternity.

I sing in a higher register, and you haven't heard that on the radio in years.

I don't think... one get a flash of happiness once, and never again; it is there deep within you.

We don't run out of stories, because of the characters. But also every year, the NFL, like a crazy rich uncle we never see, just drops some stories off at our door.

Don't ever take seriously, don't ever consider, don't even pay any attention to what a man says or does until he gets to about 30.

Man is a prisoner who has no right to open the door of his prison and run away... A man should wait, and not take his own life until God summons him.

I'm just gonna do my own kinda swag of kinda dumbing something down and speaking some knowledge.