To Be Precise And Reckless: That Is

You Are Bound, My Hunch Is, To Make It Just Fine.

There Ain't Nothin' To Dyin', Really. You Just Get Tired. You Kind Of Drift Away.

The Women Of The South Have Brought Into American Literature A Unique Mixture Of Domesticity And Grotesquerie.

I Once Had The Nerve To Ask Picasso The Question, 'what Is Art?' He Answered, 'art Is A Lie Which Makes Us See The Truth.

He Can't Imagine The Result Of The Mission Because He Never Saw It.