Teenagers Today Are More Free To Be

But Something Held Me Back. Perhaps I Was Stopped By That Level Of Feeling, Deeper Than Thought, Which Contains The Truth.

Everyone Has A Moment In History Which Belongs Particularly To Him.

It Was Hard To Remember In The Heavy And Sensual Clarity Of These Mornings; I Forgot Whom I Hated And Who Hated Me. I Wanted To Break Out Crying From Stabs Of Hopeless Joy, Or Intolerable Promise, Or Because These Mornings Were Too Full Of Beauty For Me, Because I Knew Of Too Much Hate To Be Contained In A World Like This.

Stranded In This Mill Town Railroad Yard While The Whole World Was Converging Elsewhere, We Seemed To Be Nothing But Children Playing Among Heroic Men.

Life Is Fighting. In Life, It's The Look Ahead That Counts. We Are All Born Equally Far From The Sun. There Is A Land Of The Living And A Land Of The Dead And The Bridge Is Love.