Youth Is A Mortal Wound.

It Seems To Me That There Are Two Great Enemies Of Peace - Fear And Selfishness.

Nothing Smelled So Good Or Danced So Well As A Birch Fire.

Youth Is A Mortal Wound.

...i Just Gave Up Trying To Be A Christian... Let's Face It, I Ain't Got The Knack For Holiness. Besides, I Didn't Have The Slightest Little Desire To Join The Likes Of Reverend Pelham At The Dinner Table For Fourteen Minutes, Much Less At The Banquet Table Of Heaven Eternally. Eternity Is A Mighty Long Time To Be Stuck With People Who Judge Every Word You Say And Think And Condemn Most Of What You Do. It Struck Me As Pretty Miserable Company. And If Reverend Pelham Was The Kind Of Company God Preferred To Keep, Well, I Just Hoped They'd Be Happy Together.

I Think If A Book Has The Power To Move A Reader, It Also Has The Power To Offend A Reader. And You Want Your Books To Have Power, So You Just Have To Take What Comes With That.