My experience has been that people who die for causes have few friends in death.

I feel blessed in the knowledge that I probably belong to the last generation that will remember what we call "traditional America."

We gain no wisdom by imposing our way on others.

How do you explain to yourself the casual manner in which you threw your life away?

And like most middle-aged people who hear the clock ticking in their lives, I had come to resent a waste or theft of my time that was greater than any theft of my goods or money.

We all end up in the same place. Some sonner than others.

When you find the right people, you never let go. The people who count are the ones who are your friends in lean times. You have all the friends you want when things are going well.