Jealously was an unjust and stifling thing.
I love my work but do not know how I write it.
No one connected intimately with a writer has any appreciation of his temperament, except to think him overdoing everything.
I am full of fire and passion. I am not ready yet for great concentration and passion.
If I fished only to capture fish, my fishing trips would have ended long ago.
Adam Larey gazed with hard and wondering eyes down the silent current of the red river upon which he meant to drift away into the desert