Nothing is so beautiful as spring - when weeds in wheels shoot long and lovely and lush Thrush's eggs look little low heavens and thrush through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring the ear it strikes like lightning to hear him sing.
Love takes off masks that we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within.
Every legend moreover contains its residuum of truth and the root function...
To be a Negro in this country and to be relatively conscious is to be in a...
No one can possibly know what is about to happen: it is happening each time...
Never let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game.
If you have everything under control, you're not moving fast enough
Thought is an errand boy, fear a mine of...
