I've Always Been Terribly Uninterested In Criticism.

It Was A Good Speech, But The Reaction Was Due To The Fact That Politics Are Madness, And Even If One Does Not Know It, A Country In Electoral Season Experiences Flares Of Lunacy Like The Great Storms That Sometimes March Across The Golden Surface Of The Sun.

I'm Sort Of Murdered For Selling Books. The Idea Is, If You Make Money Your Work Can't Be Literary.

Well-timed Silence Is The Most Commanding Expression.

And Even When I Was Broken The Way Sometimes One Can Be Broken, And Even Though I Had Fallen, I Found Upon Arising That I Was Stronger Than Before, That The Glories, If I May Call Them That, Which I Had Loved So Much And That Had Been Darkened In My Fall, Were Shinning Even Brighter And Nearly Everytime Subsequently I Have Fallen And Darkness Has Come Over Me, They Have Obstinately Arisen, Not As They Were, But Brighter.

From Long Familiarity, We Know What Honor Is. It Is What Enables The Individual To Do Right In The Face Of Complacency And Cowardice. It Is What Enables The Soldier To Die Alone, The Political Prisoner To Resist, The Singer To Sing Her Song, Hardly Appreciated, On A Side Street.