A Man Who Wouldn't Cheat For A

I Suppose You Set Up Reading The Good Book All Night-spoken By Woodrow Call

The Earth Is Mostly Just A Boneyard. But Pretty In The Sunlight.

A Bookman’s Love Of Books Is A Love Of Books, Not Merely Of The Information In Them.

I Hate Rude Behavior In A Man,' He Explained In His Quiet, Unassuming Drawl. 'i Won't Tolerate It.' He Politely Tipped His Hat, And Rode Away.

The Tradition I Was Born Into Was Essentially Nomadic, A Herdsmen Tradition, Following Animals Across The Earth. The Bookshops Are A Form Of Ranching; Instead Of Herding Cattle, I Herd Books. Writing Is A Form Of Herding, Too; I Herd Words Into Little Paragraph-like Clusters.