I Love Working In Texas Anywhere.

We're All Travelers In This World. From The Sweet Grass To The Packing House. Birth 'til Death. We Travel Between The Eternities.

Smell That? You Smell That? Napalm, Son. Nothing Else In The World Smells Like That. I Love The Smell Of Napalm In The Morning.

The Beginning And The End Of The Tango Is The Walk.

My Uncle Always Said That I Could Have Been A Rancher.

The Only Thing That Might Make Me Stay In Bed Would Be Fear. Once I Get Rest, Then I Can Overcome The Fear Of A Given Day And Then I'm Ready. I'm Ready To Go. Not That I Always Have That Fear, But Sometimes That's The Only Thing That Would Keep Me In Bed More Than Just The Laziness.