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How I Wished I'd Have Had A Camera Of My Own, A Mad Mental Camera That Could Register Pictorial Shots, Of The Photographic Artist Himself Prowling About For His Ultimate Shot - An Epic In Itself. (on The Road With Robert Frank, 1958)

I'm Right There, Swimming The River Of Hardships But I Know How To Swim.

Writing At Least Is A Silent Meditation Even Though You’re Going A Hundred Miles An Hour.

This Is The Story Of America. Everybody's Doing What They Think They're Supposed To Do.

Genius Gives Birth, Talent Delivers. What Rembrandt Or Van Gogh Saw In The Night Can Never Be Seen Again. Born Writers Of The Future Are Amazed Already At What They're Seeing Now, What We'll All See In Time For The First Time, And Then See Imitated Many Times By Made Writers.