“My turn came next. Marie threw me a kiss. I looked back as I walked away. She hadn’t moved; her face was still pressed to the rails, her lips still parted in that tense, twisted smile.” Stranger

He that knows not what the world is, knows not where he is himself. He that knows not for what he was made, knows not what he is nor what the world is. Book VIII

Prayer never brought in no side-meat. Takes a shoat to bring in pork. The Grapes of Wrath

“I see that you think more than you can express. But, if that’s the case, you must also know that you have never fully lived out your thoughts, and that isn’t good. Only the thoughts that we live out have any value. You knew that your ‘permissible world’ was only half the world, and you tried to hide away the second half from yourself, the way clergymen and teachers do. You won’t succeed! No one can do that when he has once begun to think.” Demian