The thing that I still come back away with is how close so many people feel to the mountain [Mt. Rainier] emotionally and psychically, and yet how far away the world is when you're on the mountain.

A gripper of a read . . . Silence revives the cliff’s-edge drama of those Jazz age climbs and drives home the tragedy of Mallory’s death.

A bear does not change its nature because it shed its fur.

Nurses serve their patients in the most important capacities. We know that they serve as our first lines of communication when something goes wrong or when we are concerned about health.

The most beautiful colors laid on at random, give less pleasure than a black-and-white drawing.

I have occasionally had the exquisite thrill of putting my finger on a little capsule of truth, and heard it give the faint squeak of mortality under my pressure.

Henry James would have been vastly improved as a novelist by a few whiffs of the Chicago stockyard.

The truth often sounds paradoxical.

My books are like my children. I love them all.

As an author you hope your characters have sparks but truly in the end they have minds of their own!

Many of the early nationalisation measures were right. They have remained part of the social fabric. I favour measures of that type.

When a strong wind blows, the clouds vanish and blue sky appears. Similarly, when the powerful wisdom that understand the nature of the mind arises, the dark clouds of ego disappear.