I Did Learn What I Didn't Know

Our Religion Keeps Reminding Us That We Aren't Just Will And Thoughts. We're Also Sand And Wind And Thunder. Rain. The Seasons. All Those Things. You Learn To Respect Everything Because You Are Everything. If You Respect Yourself, You Respect All Things.

I Contend That In The Kind Of Nonfiction I Write, And That Other People Also Pursue, Anything Is Permissible Provided The Reader Knows What You're Taking Liberties With.

Boredom Lies Only With The Traveler's Limited Perception And His Failure To Explore Deeply Enough. After A While, I Found My Perception Limited.

Whoever The Last True Cowboy In America Turns Out To Be, He's Likely To Be An Indian.

Instead Of Insight, Maybe All A Man Gets Is Strength To Wander For A While.