The Sky Is The Limit.

When I Look Back On My Childhood I Wonder How I Survived At All. It Was, Of Course, A Miserable Childhood: The Happy Childhood Is Hardly Worth Your While. Worse Than The Ordinary Miserable Childhood Is The Miserable Irish Childhood, And Worse Yet Is The Miserable Irish Catholic Childhood.

There's So Much Absurdity. Poverty Is So Absurd.

You Feel A Sense Of Urgency, Especially At My Advanced Age, When You're Staring Into The Grave.

Where Did I Get The Nerve To Think I Could Handle American Teenagers? Ignorance. That's Where I Got The Nerve.

I Am For Who I Was In The Beginning But Now Is Present And I Exist In The Future.