How Do You Know You're Going To

I Felt So Lonesome, All Of A Sudden. I Almost Wished I Was Dead.

This Is A People Shooting Hat," I Said. "i Shoot People In This Hat.

If Death Stepped Miraculously Through The Glass And Came In After You, In All Probability You Just Got Up And Went Along With Him, Ferociously But Quietly.

And The Old Horror Of Being A Professional Writer, And The Usual Stench Of Words That Goes With It, Is Begining To Drive Me Out Of My Seat. (buddy)

Don't Ever Tell Anybody Anything. If You Do, You Start Missing Everybody.