No birdcall is the musical equal of a clarinet blown with panache.

A mountain with a wolf on it stands a little taller.

Many people have believed that they were Chosen, but none more baldly than the Texans.

The question of whether it's God's green earth is not at center stage, except in the sense that if so, one is reminded with some regularity that He may be dying.

Men often compete with one another until the day they die. Comradeship consists of rubbing shoulders jocularly with a competitor.

If a person sings quietly to himself on the street people smile with approval; but if he talks it's not alright; they think he's crazy. The singer is presumed to be happy and the talker unhappy.

City people try to buy time as a rule, when they can, whereas country people are prepared to kill time, although both try to cherish in their mind's eye the notion of a better life ahead.