Play! Invent The World! Invent Reality!

Why Do Those People Guess So Much And Shave So Little, And Are So Disdainful Of Hearing Aids?

To Play Safe, I Prefer To Accept Only One Type Of Power: The Power Of Art Over Trash, The Triumph Of Magic Over The Brute.

Only One Letter Divides The Comic From The Cosmic.

Although I Could Never Get Used To The Constant State Of Anxiety In Which The Guilty, The Great, And The Tenderhearted Live, I Felt I Was Doing My Best In The Way Of Mimicry.

Do Not Be Angry With The Rain; It Simply Does Not Know How To Fall Upwards.