I really am guilty, of many somethings, all of them lethal and very enjoyable and technically not quite legal.

I know family comes first, but shouldn't that mean after breakfast?

I don't know if you have noticed this, but it is quite possible for two human beings to have a conversation in which one or both parties involved has absolutely no idea what they're talking about.

No big deal. We all have blood in us, the trick is keeping it inside.

Nothing in life is fair. Fair is a dirty word and I'll thank you not to use that language around me.

Life's only obligation, afterall, was to be interesting.

I often find myself in situations where it seems to me like everyone else has read the instruction book

But as I have noticed on more than one occaision, life itself is unfair, and there is no complaint department, so we might as well accept things the way they happen, clean up the mess, and move on.

And I was having too much fun to stop now.

you can’t use logic on human behavior.

Our universe is ruled by random whim, inhabited by people who laugh at logic.

Friends and lovers lie endlessly, caught in the web of regard

And so I had to turn corners inside-out with my eyes and to read the third side of a book's page, seeking in futility to gaze at what I could then touch with none of my senses.

I felt very lonely when they were all there.

History is a great deal closer to poetry than is generally realised: in truth, I think, it is in essence the same.

I'm new to the Twitterverse and so I'm attempting to build my followers. I'm trying to be a better tweeter. I try not to tweet too much, just when I've got something worthwhile to say.

Life opens up opportunities to you, and you either take them or you stay afraid of taking them.

A good man's prayers will from the deepest dungeon climb heaven's height, and bring a blessing down.

Between a fellow who is stupid and honest and one who is smart and crooked, I will take the first. I won't get much out of him, but with that other guy I can't keep what I've got.

In this Revolution no plans have been written for retreat.

Whispering can be a rest from a noisy world of words.