Terms like that, “Humane Society,” are devised with people like me in mind, who don’t care to dwell on what happens to the innocent.

Few people know so clearly what they want. Most people can’t even think what to hope for when they throw a penny in a fountain.

The important thing isn’t the house. It’s the ability to make it. You carry that in your brains and in your hands, wherever you go… It’s one thing to carry your life wherever you go. Another thing to always go looking for it somewhere else.

The idea of a world in which we can only be human by destroying the Earth has got to be a way of thinking that can be eliminated.

Sometimes the strength of motherhood is greater than natural laws.

Wars and elections are both too big and too small to matter in the long run. The daily work – that goes on, it adds up.

The truth needs so little rehearsal.

Memory is a complicated thing, a relative to truth, but not its twin.

What you lose in blindness is the space around you, the place where you are, and without that you might not exist. You could be nowhere at all.

The very least you can do in your life is to figure out what you hope for. And the most you can do is live inside that hope.