Teachers Inspire The Smallest Hearts To Grow

A Good Novel Begins With A Small Question And Ends With A Bigger One.

The Language Of Labels Is Like Paper Money, Issued Irresponsibly, With Nothing Of Intrinsic Value Behind It, That Is, With No Effort Of The Intelligence To See, To Really Apprehend.

My First Job Was Working In A Dress Shop In Los Angeles In 1940, For $7 A Week.

The Truth Came Slowly Like A Story Told By People Interrupting Each Other.

The Minute You Become Conscious That You Are Doing Good, That's The Minute You Have To Stop Because From Then On It's Wrong.