Here In Texas Maybe We've Got Into

People In Big Empty Places Are Likely To Behave Very Much As The Gods Did On Olympus.

I Sometimes Wonder ... If The Land Is Not Destroying The People Who Inhabit It As The People Who Inhabit It Are Destroying The Land. A Magic Continent, A Peculiar Treasure, Stuffed With Riches, Millions In It Are Starving In The Midst Of Plenty.

Men Often Marry Their Mothers.

I Sat Staring Up At A Shelf In My Workroom From Which Thirty-one Books Identically Dressed In Neat Dark Green Leather Stared Back At Me With A Sort Of Cold Hostility Like Children Who Resent Their Parents. Don't Stare At Us Like That! They Said. Don't Blame Us If We Didn't Turn Out To Be The Perfection You Expected. We Didn't Ask To Be Brought Into The World.

... Home Isn't Always The Place Where You Were Born And Bred. Home Is The Place Where Your Everyday Clothes Are, And Where Somebody Or Something Needs You.