The Fact That I Was A Girl

Of Course Nebraska Is A Storehouse Of Literary Material. Everywhere Is A Storehouse Of Literary Material. If A True Artist Were Born In A Pigpen And Raised In A Sty, He Would Still Find Plenty Of Inspiration For His Work. The Only Need Is The Eye To See.

The Emptiness Was Intense, Like The Stillness In A Great Factory When The Machinery Stops Running.

Religion And Art Spring From The Same Root And Are Close Kin.

It Is Cremated Youth. It Is All Yours--no One Gave It To You.

Men Are All Right For Friends, But As Soon As You Marry Them They Turn Into Cranky Old Fathers, Even The Wild Ones. They Begin To Tell You What's Sensible And What's Foolish, And Want You To Stick At Home All The Time. I Prefer To Be Foolish When I Feel Like It, And Be Accountable To Nobody.