An Oppressed People Will Always Rise.

Novels Are . . . An Unsurpassed Form To Understand People.

‎not Having Time For A Person, Not Being Able To Sit In Silence Together With Somebody, That's The Same As Rejecting Them, As Being Scornful About Them.

It Was A Clear, Starry Night, Dead Calm. Whenever I See A Sky Like That, I Wish I Could Write Music

My Mother Did What Many Men Do. She Left.

Dreams Can Be Of Value Even If You Don’t Have An Opportunity To Turn Them Into Reality.