I Died In My Boots Like A

Books Are Not Men And Yet They Are Alive. They Are Man's Memory And His Aspiration, The Link Between His Present And His Past, The Tools He Builds With.

I Had Lost Something In My Youth And Made Money Instead.

American Muse, Whose Strong And Diverse Heart So Many Men Have Tried To Understand But Only Made It Smaller With Their Art, Because You Are As Various As Your Land.

I Admire The Attention Other Writers Can Give To The World We're Walking In.

Life Was A Storm To Wander Through.