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... To Be "literary" Appeared To My Deluded Innocence As An Unending Romance.

I've Liked Life Well Enough, But I Reckon I'll Like Death Even Better As Soon As I've Gotten Used To The Feel Of It. ... I Shouldn't Be Amazed To Find It Less Lonely Than Life After I'm Once Safely Settled.

Only On The Surface Of Things Have I Ever Trod The Beaten Path. So Long As I Could Keep From Hurting Anyone Else, I Have Lived, As Completely As It Was Possible, The Life Of My Choice. I Have Been Free. . . . I Have Done The Work I Wished To Do For The Sake Of That Work Alone.

I Ain't Never Seen No Head So Level That It Could Bear The Lettin' In Of Politics.

To Seize The Flying Thought Before It Escapes Us Is Our Only Touch With Reality.