I Had Let My Digust With Teaching

Everybody Has A Gun In Their Car In Detroit.

I Remember My Grandfather Telling Me How Each Of Us Must Live With A Full Measure Of Loneliness That Is Inescapable, And We Must Not Destroy Ourselves With Our Passion To Escape The Aloneness.

We Americans Are Trained To Think Big, Talk Big, Act Big, Love Big, Admire Bigness But Then The Essential Mystery Is In The Small.

I Would Rather Give Full Vent To All Human Loves And Disappointments, And Take A Chance On Being Corny, Than Die A Smartass.

Fate Has Never Ladled Out Hardship Very Evenly, And This Frequently Trips Our Often Infantile Sense Of Justice.