The sound of a jet, an engine warming up, even the clopping of shod hooves on pavement brings on the ancient shudder, the dry mouth and vacant eye, the hot palms and the churn of stomach high up under the rib cage.
The sound of a jet, an engine ...
Quotes from the same author
It is a common experience that a problem difficult at night is resolved in the morning after the committee of sleep has worked on it.
If we could learn to like ourselves, even a little, maybe our cruelties and angers might melt away.
Man, unlike anything organic or inorganic in the universe, grows beyond his work, walks up the stairs of his concepts, emerges ahead of his accomplishments.
If I was alone I could live so easy. I could go get a job an' work, an' no trouble.
Abandon the idea that you are ever going to finish.
