These critics who crucify me do not guess the littlest part of my sincerity. They must be burned in a blaze. I cannot learn from them.
If I fished only to capture fish, my fishing trips would have ended long ago.
I need this wild life, this freedom.
Work is my salvation. It changes my moods.
It was a decent New Year's, but it took a million officers to make it so.
I hope I have found myself, my work, my happiness - under the light of the western skies.