And we will be ready, at the end of every day will be ready, will not say no to anything, will try to stay awake while everyone is sleeping, will not sleep, will make the shoes with the elves, will breathe deeply all the time, breathe in all the air full of glass and nails and blood, will breathe it and drink it, so rich, so when it comes we will not be angry, will be content, tired enough to go, gratefully, will shake hands with everyone, bye, bye, and then pack a bag, some snacks, and go to the volcano.

First of all: I am tired. I am true of heart! And also: You are tired. You are true of heart!

Matter of fact, the first three or four chapters are all some of you might want to bother with. That gets you to page 123 or so, which is a nice length, a nice…

'Listen John-' 'Who's John?' 'You're John.' 'I'm John?' 'Yeah, I changed your name.'

I seek a form that my style cannot discover, a bud of thought that wants to be a rose.

I know that my works are a credit to this nation and I dare say they will endure longer than the McCarran Act.

I'm tired of fighting.