Louisiana Is A Fresh-air Mental Asylum.

The Real Gladiators Of The World Are So Humble In Their Origins And Unremarkable In Appearance That When We Stand Next To Them In A Grocery-store Line, We Never Guess How Brightly Their Souls Can Burn In The Dark.

Louisiana Is A Fresh-air Mental Asylum.

When People Make A Contract With The Devil And Give Him An Air-conditioned Office To Work In, He Doesn't Go Back Home Easily.

Writing Is Like Being In Love. You Never Get Better At It Or Learn More About It. The Day You Think You Do Is The Day You Lose It. Robert Frost Called His Work A Lover's Quarrel With The World. It's Ongoing. It Has Neither A Beginning Nor An End. You Don't Have To Worry About Learning Things. The Fire Of One's Art Burns All The Impurities From The Vessel That Contains It.

I Feel Blessed In The Knowledge That I Probably Belong To The Last Generation That Will Remember What We Call "traditional America."