It's A Town You Come To For

Everything Is Your Fault If You're Any Damn Good.

My Training Was Never To Drink After Dinner Nor Before I Wrote Nor While I Was Writing.

Where A Man Feels At Home, Outside Of Where He’s Born, Is Where He’s Meant To Go.

Work Every Day. No Matter What Has Happened The Day Or Night Before, Get Up And Bite On The Nail.

I Was Always Embarresed By The Words 'sacred,' 'glorious,' And 'sacrifice' And The Expression 'in Vain.' We Had Heard Them, Sometimes Standing In The Rain Almost Out Of Earshot, So That Only The Shouted Words Came Through, And Had Read Them On Proclamations That Were Slapped Up By Billposters Over Other Proclamations, Now For A Long Time, And I Had Seen Nothing Sacred, And The Things That Were Glorious Had No Glory And The Sacrifices Were Like The Stock Yards At Chicago If Nothing Was Done With The Meat Except To Bury It.