Nothin wounded goes uphill.

How can you believe in heaven if you don't believe in hell?

It's a life's work to see yourself for what you really are and even then you might be wrong. And that is something I don't want to be wrong about.

He did not know how hawks mated but he knew that all things fought.

We're carrying the fire.

For even if you should have stood your ground$$$ he said$$$ yet what ground was it?

Who is it? said the boy.<br/>"I dont know. Who is anybody?"

He is where he is supposed to be. And yet the place he has found is also of his own choosing. That is a piece of luck not to be despised.

Moral law is an invention of mankind for the disenfranchisement of the powerful in favor of the weak.

The ugly fact is books are made out of books$$$ the novel depends for its life on the novels that have been written.