Sometimes The Only Answer To Death Is

I Thought, Frankly, That It Would Be More Pleasant To Write A Memoir Than It Was.

I Had Let My Digust With Teaching Ruin My Love Of Literature.

That's My Only Defense Against This World: To Build A Sentence Out Of It.

I Was A Dog On A Short Chain / And Now There's No Chain.

Life Is An Honor, Albeit Anonymously Delivered.