Sometimes I Amaze Even Myself.

Quiet Heroism Or Youthful Idealism, Or Both? What Do We Know? That Life Without Heroism And Idealism Is Not Worth Living - Or That Either Can Be Fatal?

This Isn't A Watercolor, It's A Mural.

Her Handwriting Was Curious — Small Sharp Little Letters With No Capitals (who Did She Think She Was, E. E. Cummings?).

I Went Into Harvard One Way And Came Out A Different Person... It's The Air At Harvard; It's Like A Renaissance Court.

Jenny, If You're So Con­vinced I'm A Loser, Why Did You Bull­doze Me Into Buy­ing You Cof­fee?' She Looked Me Straight In The Eye And Smiled. 'i Like Your Body,' She Said.