Rudolf Valentino looks very much alive and he looks up ladies dresses as they sadly pass him by.
It began in mystery, and it will end in mystery, but what a savage and beautiful country lies in between.
I don't want to get to the end of my life and find that I lived just the length of it. I want to have lived the width of it as well.
I swear I will not dishonor my soul with hatred, but offer myself humbly as a guardian of nature, as a healer of misery, as a messenger of wonder, as an architect of peace.
If a mind is just a few pounds of blood, urea, and electricity, how does it manage to contemplate itself, worry about its soul, do time-and-motion studies, admire the shy hooves of a goat, know that it will die, enjoy all the grand and lesser mayhems of the heart ?
For the longest time I didn't realize I was creative - I just thought I was strange.
No matter how politely one says it, we owe our existence to the farts of blue-green algae.
. . . [woman suffrage] has made little difference beyond doubling the number of voters. There is no woman's vote as such. They divide up just about as men do.
Every well built house started in the form of a definite purpose plus a definite plan in the nature of a set of blueprints.
I decided as usual that justice lay in the middle - that is to say nowhere.
But there were too many points at which the other self could invade the self he wanted to preserve, and there were too many forms of invasion: certain words, sounds, lights, actions his hands or feet performed, and if he did nothing at all, heard and saw nothing, the shouting of some triumphant inner voice that shocked him and cowed him.