Never Confuse A Single Defeat With A

I Was Thirty. Before Me Stretched The Portentous, Menacing Road Of A New Decade.

Every One Suspects Himself Of At Least One Of The Cardinal Virtues.

Nobody Ever Became A Writer Just By Wanting To Be One.

When The Lightning Strikes One Of Us, It Strikes Both

We Want To Believe. Young Students Try To Believe In Older Authors, Constituents Try To Believe In Their Congressmen, Countries Try To Believe In Their Statesmen, But They Can't. Too Many Voices, Too Much Scattered, Illogical Ill-considered Criticism.