There was an ocean above us, held in by a thin sac that might rupture and let down a flood at any second.

The mind that becomes soiled in youth can never again be washed clean. I know this by my own experience, & to this day I cherish an unappeased bitterness against the unfaithful guardians of my young life, who not only permitted but compelled me to read an unexpurgated Bible through before I was 15 years old. None can do that and ever draw a clean sweet breath again on this side of the grave.

Personality begins where comparison leaves off. Be unique. Be memorable. Be confident. Be proud.

I said it was a brutal thing."No, it was a human thing. You should not insult the brutes by such a misuse of that word; they have not deserved it.

Here. There. Everywhere. Somewhere. Home.

And the geography of the thing--the geography of them--was completely and hopelessly wrong.