Failure And Well-disguised Cowardice Are More Human

Shooting Gives Me A Good Feeling. It Is Faster Than Baseball And You Are Out On One Strike.

Where Do The Noses Go? I Always Wondered Where The Noses Would Go.

It Is Good That We Do Not Have To Try To Kill The Sun Or The Moon Or The Stars. It Is Enough To Live On The Sea And Kill Our True Brothers.

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.

Later He Had Seen The Things That He Could Never Think Of And Later Still He Had Seen Much Worse.