ruthlessly eliminate hurry from your life.” As I sipped my iced tea at that first meeting, Dallas asked me about my family and my work. The phone rang — this was before cell phones and answering machines — and he did not answer it. He didn’t even look as if he wanted to answer it. He just went on talking with me as if there were no phone ringing, as if he actually wanted to talk with me more than to answer the telephone, even though it might be someone important. I had the odd sensation (I have talked