Failures Aren't Failures If You Learn Something

These Bright Roofs, These Steep Towers, These Jewel-lakes, These Skeins Of Railroad Line - All Spoke To Her And She Answered. She Was Glad They Were There. She Belonged To Them And They To Her.

No New Sect Ever Had Humor; No Disciples Either, Even The Disciples Of Christ.

One Must Go Through Periods Of Numbness That Are Harder To Bear Than Grief.

Certain Springs Are Tapped Only When You're Alone.

The Intellectual Is Constantly Betrayed By His Vanity. Godlike He Blandly Assumes That He Can Express Everything In Words; Whereas The Things One Loves, Lives, And Dies For Are Not, In The Last Analysis Completely Expressible In Words.