I Became A Writer In Spite Of

The Only Safe Enemy Was A Headless Enemy.

But Not All Men Seek Rest And Peace; Some Are Born With The Spirit Of The Storm In Their Blood.

Men Are But Men, And The Greatest Men Are They Who Soonest Learn The Simpler Things.

The People Among Which I Lived - And Yet Live, Mainly - Made Their Living From Cotton, Wheat, Cattle, Oil, With The Usual Percentage Of Business Men And Professional Men.

The Printed Page Was Like Wine To Me.