What Always Was Must Always Be.

In The Hill Country, Civilization Steals In Last, And The People Retain Much Of The Crude But Vigorous Mode Of Expression Of The Colonial Days And Earlier.

I Became A Writer In Spite Of My Environments.

But Whatever My Failure, I Have This Thing To Remember - That I Was A Pioneer In My Profession, Just As My Grandfathers Were In Theirs, In That I Was The First Man In This Section To Earn His Living As A Writer.

I Have No Fear Of The Hereafter. An Orthodox Hell Could Hardly Be More Torture Than My Life Has Been.

The Only Safe Enemy Was A Headless Enemy.