Land of opportunity, land for the huddled masses where would the opportunity have been without the genocide of those Old Guard, bristling Indian tribes?

There were periods during my childhood when I stammered so badly I couldn't talk at all.

It's incongruous that the older we get, the more likely we are to turn in the direction of religion. Less vivid and intense ourselves, closer to the grave, we begin to conceive of ourselves as immortal.

Animals are stylized characters in a kind of old saga - stylized because even the most acute of them have little leeway as they play out their parts.

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

To live is to see, and traveling sometimes speeds up the process.

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