To rush into explanations is always a sign of weakness.

I looked at her. Sheila was my girl--the girl I wanted--and wanted for keeps. But it wasn't any use having illusions about her. Sheila was a liar and probably always would be a liar. It was her way of fighting for survival--the quick easy glib denial. It was a child's weapon--and she'd probably never got out of using it. If I wanted Sheila, I must accept her as she was--be at hand to prop up the weak places. We've all got our weak places. Mine were different from Sheila's, but they were there.

An explanation of your cause could not justify your failure. You keep silent, re plan, re act and accomplish is the real and only way.”

Bigotry has always been the poison of America, and we oughta do everything to eradicate it with no excuses or explanations.

Very few of us are what we seem.

If one sticks too rigidly to one's principles, one would hardly see anybody.