Trapped In A Trap Of Your Own

All You Have To Do [to Win A Pulitzer Prize] Is Spend Your Life Running From One Awful Place To Another, Write About Every Horrible Thing You See. The Civilized World Reads About It, Then Forgets It, But Pats You On The Head For Doing It And Gives You A Reward As Appreciation For Changing Nothing.

As My Father Wrote, One's Courage, Hope, And Spirit Can Be Severely Tried By The Happenstance Of Life. But As I Learned On This Virginia Mountain, So Long As One Never Loses Faith, It Is Impossible To Ever Truly Be Alone.

Small Mistakes Tend To Lead To Large Ones. Ours Is A Lifetime Appoinment, And All You Have Is Your Reputation. Once It's Gone, It Doesn't Comeback.

It's My Experience That Most Folk Who Ride Trains Could Care Less Where They're Going. For Them It's The Journey Itself And The People They Meet Along The Way. You See, At Every Stop This Train Makes, A Little Bit Of America, A Little Bit Of Your Country, Gets On And Says Hello.

Most Folks Here Got Rules 'bout Trespassing. Warning Shot's Fired Right Close To The Head. Get They's Attention. Next Shot Gets A Lot More Personal. Now I'm Too Old To Waste Time Firing A Warning Shot.