Every Life Deserves A Certain Amount Of

It Wasn't That I Had Gotten It Right . . . But That I Had Gotten True.

It Was A Good Moment, The Kind You Would Like To Press Between The Pages Of A Book, Or Hide In Your Sock Drawer, So You Could Touch It Again.

Like Most Men, Jimmy Jim Was Neither All Good Nor All Bad. It Is Just That When He Was Bad, Gentler People Saw In Him A Disturbing Fury. People, A Lot Them, Don't Understand Fury. They Understand Anger And Even Hatred, But Fury Is One Of Those Old Words That Have Gone Out Of Style. Jimmy Jim Bundrum Understood It. It Rode His Shoulder Like A Parrot.

I Believe That If We Are Going To Write About Life And Death, We Should Not Do It From The Cheap Seats.

Momma Kept A Garden, Which Sounds Romantic To People Who Have Never Held A Hoe