Cross Creek Belongs To The Wind And

No Case Of Libel By A Negro Against A White Would Even Reach A Southern Court.

Hemingway, Damn His Soul, Makes Everything He Writes Terrifically Exciting (and Incidentally Makes All Us Second-raters Seem Positively Adolescent) By The Seemingly Simple Expedient Of The Iceberg Principle - Three-fourths Of The Substance Under The Surface. He Comes Closer That Way To Retaining The Magic Of The Original, Unexpressed Idea Or Emotion, Which Is Always More Stirring Than Any Words. But Just Try And Do It!

I Do Not Understand How Anyone Can Live Without Some Small Place Of Enchantment To Turn To.

Words Began Fights And Words Ended Them.

It's Very Important To Be Just To Other People. It Takes Years And Years Of Living To Learn That Injustice Against Oneself Is Always Unimportant.