I Wouldn't Trade A Good Horse For

England Has Never Enjoyed A Genuine Social Revolution. Maybe That's What's Wrong With That Dear, Tepid, Vapid, Insipid, Stuffy, Little Country.

A Mother's Sorrow Is More True, Honorable, And Beautiful Than The Detachment Of The Sage.

War? The One War I'd Be Happy To Join Is The War Against Officers.

I Always Wanted To Be A Cowboy. But Alas! I Was Burdened Early With Certain Inescapable Obligations To World Literature.

I’m Tired Of Doing What I Don’t Want To Do To Live The Way I Don’t Want To Live.