Never have I risked my life, or even my comfort, in the service of mankind. Shame on me.
You couldn’t help it that you were born without a heart. At least you tried to believe what the people with hearts believed—so you were a good man just the same.
You can’t just eat food. You’ve got to talk about it, too. And you’ve got to talk about it to somebody who understands that kind of food.
Life goes on, yes—and a fool and his self-respect are soon parted.
I still believe that peace and plenty and happiness can be worked out some way. I am a fool.