When it's a matter of not-do, I reckon a man can trust himself for advice. But when it comes to a matter of doing, I reckon a fellow had better listen to all the advice he can get.

Memory believes before knowing remembers. Believes longer than recollects, longer than knowing even wonders.

Like a fellow running from or toward a gun ain't got time to worry whether the word for what he is doing is courage or cowardice.

I know now that what makes a fool is an inability to take even his own good advice.

And even a liar can be scared into telling the truth, same as honest man can be tortured into telling a lie.

Though children can accept adults as adults, adults can never accept children as anything but adults too.

ingenuity was apparently given man in order that he may supply himself in crises with shapes and sounds with which to guard himself from truth.

Time, the spaces of light and dark, had long since lost orderliness.

Memory believes before knowing remembers.[Light in August]

It is a happy faculty of the mind to slough that which conscience refuses to assimilate.

It is the man who all his life has been self-convicted of veracity whose lies find quickest credence.

Again and again I asked for permission. May I? Here? And here? Is this too much? Too little? Can you hear me? This is my heart.

You have to make sacrifices for the things you believe in. If you don’t, what’s the point in believing in anything?

We will build a Navy of 350 surface ships and submarines, as recommended by the bipartisan National Defense Panel. We right now only have 276 ships, and it's not enough.

You don't throw the baby out with the bathwater, but you want to get rid of the bathwater so the baby can swim the next couple of days and be OK.

My first love was reading, which inspired me to write.

There is a vitality, a life force, an energy, a quickening that is translated through you into action, and because there is only one of you in all of time, this expression is unique.

We're all influenced by everything unless we're locked in an empty room.

Alex Hailey, who traced his roots all the way to the back of the bus. Never got a dinner!

I love to think. I once considered taking drugs as an attempt to better understand an altered state of mind; however, I decided not to. I didn't want to chance ruining the machine.