I Don't Believe What The Papers Are

You Want To Be A Writer, Don't Know How Or When? Find A Quiet Place, Use A Humble Pen.

In The Clearing Stands The Boxer, And A Fighter By His Trade. And He Carries A Reminder Of Every Glove That Laid Him Down... Or Cut Him Till He Cried Out In His Anger And His Shame "i Am Leaving! I Am Leaving" But The Fighter Still Remains.

Where Have You Gone, Joe Dimaggio? A Nation Turns Its Lonely Eyes To You.

It Was Easier Than Explaining Dimaggio's Use As A Metaphor.

I Don't Very Often Think I've Done A Good Job. I Don't Like The Majority Of What I Do. I Shouldn't Say I Don't Like It, But I'm Not Satisfied With Almost Everything That I Do.