Wilderness Begins In The Human Mind.

At Some Point We Must Draw A Line Across The Ground Of Our Home And Our Being, Drive A Spear Into The Land And Say To The Bulldozers, Earthmovers, Government And Corporations, "thus Far And No Further." If We Do Not, We Shall Later Feel, Instead Of Pride, The Regret Of Thoreau, That Good But Overly-bookish Man, Who Wrote, Near The End Of His Life, "if I Repent Of Anything It Is Likely To Be My Good Behaviour.

Girls: I Never Wanted Them All. Just All The Ones I Wanted.

King Arthur And His Armored Goons Of The Round Table Functioned As The Politburo Of A Slave State: Camelot. Of All Who Have Written On The Matter Of Arthur, From Malory To White, Only Mark Twain Understood This. But Mark Twain Was A Great Writer.

I, Too, Believe In Fidelity. But How Can I Be True To One Woman Without Being False To All The Others?

I've Never Yet Read A Review Of One Of My Own Books That I Couldn't Have Written Much Better Myself.