Each generation seems to invent its own reasons for war.

Violence was just as much about WHAT was happening as it was how it happened.

I know what falling off the cliff means. I know from being considered a very bright kid to being considered like a moron and dropping out of school.

I admired the work ethic of the cowboys I read about. The idea of these young people taking on this much responsibility was impressive. I would like modern readers to have an appreciation of this.

I couldn't speak well. I went to speech therapy for 10 years. And I was sort of frustrated in that sense.

What I found fascinating was just how quickly the best of the young Negro League players were drafted into the major leagues once Branch Rickey broke the color line by hiring Jackie Robinson. It was clear that all of the major league owners already knew the talents of the black ballplayers that they had refused to let into their league.

What did I do? I walked into a drugstore to look for some mints, and then I walked out. What was wrong with that? I didn't kill Mr. Nesbitt.