Not Every Novel That Wants

When I Came Home For The Summer After My First Year Of College, I Told My Mother That My Best Friend And I Were Driving To California. She Laughed Out Loud - 2,000 Miles In A What? Well, My Best Friend Had An Old Chevy. What Could Go Wrong?

Good Intentions Are Wicked! As Far As I Can See, All They Lead To Are Lies And Delusions.

Hungry Ears Are Sharp Ones.

Many Said That Now There Was No Hope Of Salvation, For A Man Might Do Anything And Be In The Wrong. There Was No Way To Tell. It Was Better To Stay On The Steading And Mind The Cows And Be Content With Such Days As Are Left To One And Cease To Wonder About Life Everlasting.

As Soon As You Bring Up Money, I Notice, Conversation Gets Sociological, Then Political, Then Moral.