I Saw How Greatly He Suffered The

The Horse Could Not Do Without Manhattan. It Drew Him Like A Magnet, Like A Vacuum, Like Oats, Or A Mare, Or An Open, Never-ending, Tree-lined Road.

Whatever I Do I've Always Done Not Because I Want Something But To Compensate For A Loss, To Bring About A Balance, To Create Amends, To Make Things Right.

The Shelf Was Filled With Books That Were Hard To Read, That Could Devastate And Remake One's Soul, And That, When They Were Finished, Had A Kick Like A Mule.

The Best Way To Meet A Woman Is In An Emergency Situation - If You're In A Shipwreck, Or You Find Yourself Behind Enemy Lines, Or In A Flood.

He Moved Like A Dancer, Which Is Not Surprising; A Horse Is A Beautiful Animal, But It Is Perhaps Most Remarkable Because It Moves As If It Always Hears Music.