A Man Takes A Drink, The Drink

She Did Her Work With The Thoroughness Of A Mind Which Reveres Details And Never Quite Understands Them.

I Love America, But I Don't Like It.

Whatever The Misery, He Could Not Regain Contentment With A World Which, Once Doubted, Became Absurd.

I Have Faith In Faith, I Have Reverence For All True Reverence.

Every Compulsion Is Put Upon Writers To Become Safe, Polite, Obedient, And Sterile. In Protest, I Declined Election To The National Institute Of Arts And Letters Some Years Ago, And Now I Must Decline The Pulitzer Prize.