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For All Its Enormous Range Of Space, Climate, And Physical Appearance, And For All The Internal Squabbles, Contentions, And Strivings, What You Northerners Never Appreciate...is That Texas Is So Big That You Can Live Your Life Within Its Limits And Never Give A Damn About What Anyone In Boston Or San Francisco Thinks.

About A Billion Years Ago, Long Before The Continents Had Separated To Define The Ancient Oceans, Or Their Own Outlines Had Been Determined, A Small Protuberance Jutted Out From The Northwest Corner Of What Would Later Become North America.

First Buy A Cowboy Hat And Boots. Then You're On Your Way To Being A Texan.

I Thought That Perhaps The Most Creative Mix For A Society Would Be Nine Parts Solid Worker From Institutions Like Mit To One Part Poet From Marrakech, But In Spite Of The Fact That I Myself Had Been Trained To Be One Of The Solid Workers, Which Meant That All Of My Sympathies Lay With That Group, I Would Not Surrender The Poet. The Problem Was To Find Him.

I Would Suppose I Learned How To Write When I Was Very Young Indeed. When I Read A Child's Book About The Trojan War And Decided That The Greeks Were Really A Bunch Of Frauds With Their Tricky Horses And The Terrible Things They Did, Stealing One Another's Wives, And So On, So At That Very Early Age, I Re-wrote The Ending Of The Iliad So That The Trojans Won. And Boy, Achilles And Ajax Got What They Wanted, Believe Me. And Thereafter, At Frequent Intervals, I Would Write Something. It Was Really Quite Extraordinary. Never Of Very High Merit, But The Daringness Of It Was.