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I Believe Every...man Remembers The Girl He Thinks He Should Have Married. She Reappears To Him In His Lonely Moments, Or He Sees Her In The Face Of A Young Girl In The Park, Buying A Snowball Under An Oak Tree By The Baseball Diamond. But She Belongs To Back There, To Somebody Else, And That Thought Sometimes Rends Your Heart In A Way That You Never Share With Anyone Else.

Hackberry Holland's Greatest Fear Was His Fellow Man's Propensity To Act Collectively, In Militaristic Lockstep, Under The Banner Of God And Country. Mobs Did Not Rush Across Town To Do Good Deeds, And In Hackberry's View, There Was No More Odious Taint On Any Social Or Political Endeavor Than Universal Approval.

I Think All Good Narration Contains An Element Of Mystery And Suspense. If It Didn't, If The Storyline Were Predictable, We Would Have No Interest In Reading It.

If You Put Somebody On A Crack Pipe And Give Them A 9 Mm Baretta, You Don't Have To Be A Rocket Scientist To Figure Out What's Going To Happen Next.

We Gain No Wisdom By Imposing Our Way On Others.