I Find A Great Deal

Even The Best Of Us Are At Least Part-time Bastards.

Be Willing To Be A Child And Be The Lilliputian In The World Of Gulliver.

I'm Bred For Farm Work, And For Such Folk, The Only A's You Get Come From Effort. Strife And Strain Are All The World Can Offer, And They Temper You Into Something Unbreakable Because Lord Knows They'll Try -- Without Let Up -- To Break You.

I'm Not Nearly Smart Enough Or Imaginative Enough To Tackle The Novel Form. Never Happen.

Memoir Is Not An Act Of History But An Act Of Memory, Which Is Innately Corrupt.