I do not know what I seem to the world, but to myself I appear to have been like a read more

I do not know what I seem to the world, but to myself I appear to have been like a boy playing upon the seashore and diverting myself and then finding a smoother pebble or prettier shell than ordinary, while the great ocean of truth lay before me all undiscovered.

To Harald, may God forgive you and forgive me too but I prefer to take my life away and our read more

To Harald, may God forgive you and forgive me too but I prefer to take my life away and our baby's before I bring him with shame or killing him, Lupe.

A cookie store is a bad idea. Besides, the market research reports say America likes crispy cookies, not soft and read more

A cookie store is a bad idea. Besides, the market research reports say America likes crispy cookies, not soft and chewy cookies like you make. -- Response to Debbi Fields' idea of starting Mrs. Fields' Cookies.

The future is just old age and illness and pain.... I must have peace and this is the only way.

The future is just old age and illness and pain.... I must have peace and this is the only way.

I'm just glad it'll be Clark Gable who's falling on his face and not Gary Cooper. -- Gary Cooper, on read more

I'm just glad it'll be Clark Gable who's falling on his face and not Gary Cooper. -- Gary Cooper, on his decision to not take the leading role in Gone With The Wind.

It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.

It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.

I killed the President because he was the enemy of the good people, the good working people. I am not read more

I killed the President because he was the enemy of the good people, the good working people. I am not sorry for my crime.

Better is the sinner who hath thoughts about God, than the saint who hath only the show of sanctity.

Better is the sinner who hath thoughts about God, than the saint who hath only the show of sanctity.

I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus
With tigery stripes, and a face on it
Round read more

I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus
With tigery stripes, and a face on it
Round as the moon, to stare up.
I want to be looking at them when they come
Picking among the dumb minerals, the roots.
I see them already-the pale, star-distance faces.
Now they are nothing, they are not even babies.
I imagine them without fathers or mothers, like the first gods.
They will wonder if I was important.