A Man With A Credit

This Was Not Some Pretty Little Girl, Coyly Flirtatious, Delicately Stimulated. This Was The Mature Female Of The Species, Vivid, Handsome And Strong Demanding That All The Life Within Her Be Matched. Her Instinct Would Detect Any Hedging, Any Dishonesty, Any Less Than Complete Response To Her - And Then She Would Be Gone For Good.

Integrity Is Not A Conditional Word. It Doesn't Blow In The Wind Or Change With The Weather.

If You Would Be Thrilled By Watching The Galloping Advance Of A Major Glacier, You'd Be Ecstatic Watching Changes In Publishing.

As I Holed Up In The City Of Angels, I Was Also Aware Of A Comforting Feeling Of Anonymity. In The World's Biggest Third-class City I Could Pass Unnoticed. I Spoke The Language. I Was Familiar With The Currency. I Could Drink The Water. I Could Almost Breathe The Air, Late April Air, Compounded Of Interesting Hydrocarbons.

We Have Been Endowed With The Capacity And The Power To Create Desirable Pictures Within And To Find Them Automatically In The Outer World Of Our Environment.