I Like My Whisky Old And My

I Always See About Six Scuffles A Night When I Come To San Francisco. That's One Of The Town's Charms.

I Am Convinced Of The Validity Of Contradiction. There Are Many Worlds. Each Is True, At Its Time, In Its Own Fashion

My Father Was Never Anti-anything In Our House.

My Dream Of Happiness: A Quiet Spot By The Jamaican Seashore . . . Hearing The Wind Sob With The Beauty And The Tragedy Of Everything. Sitting Under An Almond Tree, With The Leaf Spread Over Me Like An Umbrella.

It Is Habit For Me To Discount Myself Before Somebody Else Does It For Me. Better To Get In The First Lick