I Was A Workaholic. I Never Stopped.

Small Towns Are Like Metronomes; With The Slightest Flick, The Beat Changes.

Young Men Go To War. Sometimes Because They Have To, Sometimes Because They Want To. Always, They Feel They Are Supposed To. This Comes From The Sad, Layered Stories Of Life, Which Over The Centuries Have Seen Courage Confused With Picking Up Arms, And Cowardice Confused With Laying Them Down.

In A Newspaper, You Only Have So Much Room. It Teaches You The Value Of Getting To The Point, Of Not Pampering Yourself With Your Glorious Writing. I've Always Been Much More Interested In One Powerful Sentence That Stays With You. That's My Style.

This Is A Story About A Man Named Eddie And It Begins At The End, With Eddie Dying In The Sun.

When You Are Measuring Life, You Are Not Living It.