I Spent Part Of My College Years

Sometimes, A Novel Is Like A Train: The First Chapter Is A Comfortable Seat In An Attractive Carriage, And The Narrative Speeds Up. But There Are Other Sorts Of Trains, And Other Sorts Of Novels. They Rush By In The Dark; Passengers Framed In The Lighted Windows Are Smiling And Enjoying Themselves.

We Sort Of Read Two Or Three Big Newspapers But We Don't Get The Flavor Of The Local Events, The Local News As Much.

I Don't Know - Is Everything The U.s. Does A Shocking Embarrassment?

Good Intentions Are Wicked! As Far As I Can See, All They Lead To Are Lies And Delusions.

There Can Never Be Such A Thing As A Free Market, Because It Is Human Nature To Cheat, Monopolize, And Buy Off Others So As To Corner The Market.