"We wander, question. But the answer waits in each separate heart - the answer of our own identity and the way by which we can master loneliness and feel that at last we belong." (The Mortgaged Heart)
"The mind is like a richly woven tapestry in which the colors are distilled from the experiences of the senses, and the design drawn from the convolutions of the intellect." (Reflections in a Golden Eye)
"Maybe when people longed for a thing that bad the longing made them trust in anything that might give it to them." (The Heart is a Lonely Hunter)