Men Peak At Age Nineteen And Go

There's No Mastery To Be Had. You Love The Attempt. You Don't Master A Story Any More Than You Master A River. You Feel Lucky To Canoe Down It.

I Think The Most Un-american Thing You Can Say Is, 'you Can't Say That.'

Take Care Of Your Friends. Because There Will Come A Time When You'll Be No Good To Anyone, And The Only Reason For People To Talk To You Will Be Sheer Habit.

A Person Does Feel Sheepish Picking On Journalists, A Class Already So Richly Despised That If A Planeload Of Them Crashed In Flames, Most People Would Smile From Pure Reflex.

No Matter What Time Of Year I Come Here, People Always Say The Same Thing: Its Not Usually Like This.