The Future Always Looks Good In The

The Past Could Be Jettisoned . . . But Seeds Got Carried.

Late Afternoon On The West Coast Ends With The Sky Doing All Its Brilliant Stuff.

It's Hard To Find A Book That's Safe To Write. Because One Always Goes To Dark Or Difficult Places.

Hand That On Parting Squeezes Your Shoulder, Salutes The Small Of Your Back.

Anything Worth Having Has Its Price.