The Writer's Job Is Not

A Good Life Is Not Measured By Any Biblical Span.

When Spring Came, Even The False Spring, There Were No Problems Except Where To Be Happiest.

Nobody Climbs On Skis Now And Almost Everybody Breaks Their Legs But Maybe It Is Easier In The End To Break Your Legs Than To Break Your Heart Although They Say That Everything Breaks Now And That Sometimes, Afterwards, Many Are Stronger At The Broken Places.

His (the Writer's) Standard Of Fidelity To The Truth Should Be So High That His Invention, Out Of His Experience, Should Produce A Truer Account Than Anything Factual Can Be.

Optimism Can Keep A Fool From Accepting Failure.