It was a cold day but the sun was out and the trees were like great bonfires against gray distant fields and hills. - Sherwood Anderson

Civilization is perhaps nothing but a process of finding out what you cannot have.

Artık çok da bir işe yaramayan yaşlı bedeniyle hareketsizce uzanıyordu ama içinde tamamen genç olan bir şey vardı. Hamile bir kadınla arasındaki tek fark, karnında bir bebek değil, bir genç taşıyor olmasıydı.

But these notes make no pretense of being a record of fact. That isn't their object. They are merely notes of impressions, a record of vagrant thoughts, hopes, ideas that have floated through the mind of one present-day American. It is likely that I have not, and will not, put into them one truth, measuring by the ordinary standards of truth. It is my aim to be true to the essence of things. That's what I'm after.