A Person Rises On A Word And

One Truth Is The Swing Of The Sentence, The Beat And Poise, But Down Deeper It's The Integrity Of The Writer As He Matches With The Language.

In Cities No One Notices Specific Dying. Dying Is A Quality Of The Air. It's Everywhere And Nowhere.

The Family Is The Cradle Of The World's Misinformation.

I've Come To Think Of Europe As A Hardcover Book, America As The Paperback Version.

I Am Very Unmusical. I Can't Carry A Tune. I Would Never Be Able To Play An Instrument.