The women of the South have brought into American literature a unique mixture of domesticity and grotesquerie.
Flight is the only truly new sensation than men have achieved in modern history.
There ain't nothin' to dyin', really. You just get tired. You kind of drift away.
There are so many selves in everybody, and just to explore and exploit one is wrong, dead wrong, for the creative person.
Yet technique matters, even so. God uses it, for a buffalo is not a leopard.
I want you to hear a new version of Dueling Banjos. Anyone else is welcome.