I Think Nobody Owns The Land Until

It Was The United States Of America In The Cold Late Spring Of 1967, And The Market Was Steady And The G.n.p. High And A Great Many Articulate People Seemed To Have A Sense Of High Social Purpose And It Might Have Been A Spring Of Brave Hopes And National Promise, But It Was Not, And More And More People Had The Uneasy Apprehension That It Was Not.

We Write To Discover What We Think.

Of Course, You Always Think About How It Will Be Read. I Always Aim For A Reading In One Sitting.

I Have Not Been The Witness I Wanted To Be.

I Never Actually Learned The Rules Of Grammar, Relying Instead Only On What Sounded Right.