Isn’t it amazing the way the future succeeds in creating an appropriate past?
Category Archive: July 7
A dog is like a liberal. He wants to please everybody. A cat really doesn’t need to know that everybody loves him.
I want my careless song to strike no minor key; no fiend to stand between my body’s Southern song – the fusion of the South, my body’s song and me.
In time I began to understand that it’s when you start writing that you really find out what you don’t know and need to know.
But he said Blanket Hill should be a national monument. And so we came out of his chambers feeling, though while we had lost to the powers of darkness, we had at least shown one Federal Judge what the right path would have been.
I work very hard on the writing, writing and rewriting and trying to weed out the lumber.
When I read that the British army had landed thirty-two thousand troops – and I had realized, not very long before, that Philadelphia only had thirty thousand people in it – it practically lifted me out of my chair.
People are so helpful. People will stop what they’re doing to show you something, to walk with you through a section of the town, or explain how a suspension bridge really works.
I would pay to do what I do if I had to.
I love all sides of the work but that doesn’t mean it isn’t hard.