And Who Is Any Of Us, That

I Do Not Believe That We Can Stop Perfecting New Ways Of Dying Until We Have Found New Ways Of Living. Every New Life-way Ought To Prevent A New Death-way.

A Man's Motive In The Small Actions Of Daily Life, Like Resting A Moment On His Pitchfork In The Sun And Listening Intently, May Be The Most Important Thing About That Man.

When I Meet A New Person, I Am On The Lookout For Signs Of What He Or She Is Loyal To. It Is A Preliminary Clue To The Sense Of Belonging, And Hence Of His Or Her Humanity.

When An Individual Fear Or Apathy Would Cause Us To Pass By The Unfortunate, Then Life Is Of No Account.

In Youth The Human Body Drew Me And Was The Object Of My Secret And Natural Dreams. But Body After Body Has Taken Away From Me That Sensual Phosphorescence Which My Youth Delighted In.