Pastoral Resources

We humans are the greatest of earth's parasites.

You look at the fact that for millions of years species on earth have been developing and we've been knocking them off at like a hundred a day.

You had to decompress the pressure before the race. I taught my heart to relax. I lay down before the race. It gave me more energy just before the race.

Though the Jazz Age continued it became less and less an affair of youth. The sequel was like a children's party taken over by the elders.

I like people and I like them to like me, but I wear my heart where God put it, on the inside.

The heart of the matter seems to me to be the direct interaction between one's making a poem in English and a poem in the language that one understands and values. I don't see how you can do it otherwise.

Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.

The heart, like the stomach, wants a varied diet.

Skating was the vessel into which I could pour my heart and soul.

I never told a victim story about my imprisonment. Instead, I told a transformation story - about how prison changed my outlook, about how I saw that communication, truth, and trust are at the heart of power.

Most people in this country believe that the American Communist Party and its dupes are the chief internal enemy of our economic system and our form of government. This is a serious mistake.

The most powerful weapon on earth is the human soul on fire.

In times of peace, the war party insists on making preparation for war. As soon as prepared for, it insists on making war.

If there is no sufficient reason for war, the war party will make war on one pretext, then invent another... after the war is on.

Before the war is ended, the war party assumes the divine right to denounce and silence all opposition to war as unpatriotic and cowardly.

Every nation has its war party... It is commercial, imperialistic, ruthless. It tolerates no opposition.

My thinking was scrambled when Sullivan and I separated. Something happened to me that had never happend before. I couldn't cope. It was heartbreak time. I thought it was the end of the world.

There was just no way I could leave this little Martin guitar in my apartment overnight or even in the afternoon, and expect to find it there when I got back.

To measure the man, measure his heart.

The question "Who ought to be boss?" is like asking "Who ought to be the tenor in the quartet?" Obviously, the man who can sing tenor