Marveling At His Own Boldness, He Said

The True Secret In Being A Hero Lies In Knowing The Order Of Things...things Must Happen When It Is Time For Them To Happen.

Love Was Generous Precisely Because It Could Never Be Immortal.

I Am Afraid! It Is Not Starving I Fear, Or Talking To People, Or Even Being Alone. But I Cannot Bear To Be Useless And Ineffectual. There Must Be Some Meaning To Me, If Not To My Life; There Must Surely Be Some Purpose That Has My Name Written On It. If This Is Not So, If I Am Deceiving Myself About This Too, Then Why Should I Want To Become Real? What Reason Have I To Live Anywhere?

It's Really Not So Good To Have Time. Rush, Scramble, Desperation, This Missed, That Left Behind, Those Others Too Big To Fit Into Such A Small Space--that's The Way Life Was Meant To Be. You're Supposed To Be Too Late For Some Things. Don't Worry About It.

I Always Say Perseverance Is Nine-tenths Of Any Art — Not That It's Much Help To Be Nine-tenths An Artist, Of Course.