“If God ever commands the spirit of wisdom to depart from me, well, I reckon that I’ll never be able to compose the written word again. Not in music, and not in literature. If there is a blank page before me, it wouldn’t matter if my right hand held a thousand dollar ink pen from the House of Montblanc, or an ink pen branded Paper Mate, not one word would be jotted from the ink of either or, and the page would remain blank.”
