" 'What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is a breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is as the little shadow that runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset.'--Said by Chief Crowfoot, Blackfoot Indian Chief.

"This last entry was written in red ink and decorated with a border of green-ink stars; the anthologist wished to emphasize its 'personal significance.' 'A breath of a buffalo in the wintertime'--that exactly evoked his view of life. Why worry? What was there to 'sweat about'? Man was nothing, a mist, a shadow absorbed by shadows.

"But damn it, you do worry, scheme, fret over your fingernails and the warnings of hotel managements: 'SU DIA TERMINA A LAS 2 P.M.' "

-Truman Capote, In Cold Blood