... maybe the only thing worse than having to give gratitude constantly all the time, is having to accept it.''' - William Faulkner

He was only ten. It seemed to him that he could see them, the two of them, shadowy in the limbo from which time emerged and became time: the old bear absolved of mortality and himself who shared a little of it. Because he recognised now what he had smelled in the huddled dogs and tasted in his own saliva, recognised fear as a boy, a youth recognises the existence of love and passion and experience which is his heritage but not yet his patrimony, from entering by chance the presence of perhaps even merely the bedroom of a woman who has loved and been loved by many men.

When people act like niggers, no matter who they are, the only thing to do is treat them like a nigger.

...a mule will work for you ten years for the privilege of kicking you once.