They're Beautiful. But Sad.' Everything's Sad If

You Come To The United States Not Knowing What To Expect. Then All Your Worst Prejudices Are Confirmed.

In Some Mysterious Way Woods Have Never Seemed To Me To Be Static Things. In Physical Terms, I Move Through Them; Yet In Metaphysical Ones, They Seem To Move Through Me.

Our Accepting What We Are Must Always Inhibit Our Being What We Ought To Be.

I Am Infinitely Strange To Myself.

That Was The Tragedy. Not That One Man Had The Courage To Be Evil. But That Millions Had Not The Courage To Be Good.