― So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
― I wish I could tell you how lonely I am. How cold and harsh it is here. Everywhere there is conflict and unkindness. I think God has forsaken this place. I believe I have seen hell and it's white, it's snow-white.
― Until you've lost your reputation, you never realize what a burden it was or what freedom really is.