Far out, Bobby wrote back. Next thing I know, you’ll be knitting socks with “Whistler’s Mother.

Nothing can make it moral to destroy the best. One can’t be punished for being good. One can’t be penalized for ability.

A writer out of loneliness is trying to communicate like a distant star sending signals. He isn't telling, or teaching, or ordering. Rather, he seeks to establish a relationship with meaning, of feeling, of observing. We are lonesome animals. We spend all our live trying to be less lonesome.

Knife ? is not a dangerous instrument, but the hand that hold it can be dangerous, the greatest thing you have in life is your mind and your body.

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