“Nothing like poetry when you lie awake at night. It keeps the old brain limber. It washes away the mud and sand that keeps on blocking up the bends.Like waves to make the pebbles dance on my old floors. And turn them into rubies and jacinths; or at any rate, good imitations.”
“My feelings for you...are like the stillness of the sand...they make no sound...as they're washed away.”
“Old minds are like old horses; you must exercise them if you wish to keep them in working order.”
“Sometimes the waves come and wash away the sand so we can see the rock that make us stumble.”
“Names turned over by time, like the plough turning the soil. Bringing up the new while the old were buried in the mud.”
“Nothing can be more readily disproved than the old saw, “You can’t keep a good man down.” Most human societies have been beautifully organized to keep good men down.”