Somewhere Lives A Bad Cajun Cook, Just

Instead Of Insight, Maybe All A Man Gets Is Strength To Wander For A While. Maybe The Only Gift Is A Chance To Inquire, To Know Nothing For Certain. An Inheritance Of Wonder And Nothing More.

...who Can Say Where A Voyage Starts - Not The The Actual Passage But The Dream Of A Journey And Its Urge To Find A Way?

I Have Not Been On Any River That Has More Of A Distinctive Personality Than Does The Missouri River. It's A River That Immediately Presents To The Traveler, 'i Am A Grandfather Spirit. I Have A Source; I Have A Life.

I Contend That In The Kind Of Nonfiction I Write, And That Other People Also Pursue, Anything Is Permissible Provided The Reader Knows What You're Taking Liberties With.

Memory Is Each Man's Own Last Measure, And For Some, The Only Achievement.