I've Never Been A Teacher

Are There Any Writers On The Literary Scene Whom I Consider Truly Great? Yes: Truman Capote.

Time. Time. What Is Time? Swiss Manufacture It, French Hoard It, Italians Squander It, Americans Say It Is Money. Hindus Say It Does Not Exist. Know What I Say? I Say Time Is A Crook.

The Instant She Saw The Letter She Squinted Her Eyes And Bent Her Lips In A Tough Tiny Smile That Advanced Her Age Immeasurably. "darling," She Instructed Me, "would You Reach In The Drawer There And Give Me My Purse. A Girl Doesn't Read This Sort Of Thing Without Her Lipstick.

I Dream Of Eagles And Bring Forth Sparrows.

But It's Sunday, Mr. Bell. Clocks Are Slow On Sundays.