The Silence Was An Intense Roar.

No Man Should Go Through Life Without Once Experiencing Healthy, Even Bored Solitude In The Wilderness, Finding Himself Depending Solely On Himself And Thereby Learning His True And Hidden Strength

At Night In This Part Of The West The Stars, As I Had Seen Them In Wyoming, Were As Big As Roman Candles And As Lonely As The Prince Who's Lost His Ancestral Home And Journeys Across The Spaces Trying To Find It Again, And Knows He Never Will.

To Think That So Much Comes To So Little, To Think That Life Is Really Short.

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

One Day I Will Find The Right Words, And They Will Be Simple.