Let someone else get killed!

I want to keep my dreams, even bad ones, because without them, I might have nothing all night long.

where are the snowdens of yesteryear?

When I grow up I want to be a little boy.

Every writer I know has trouble writing.

The country was in peril; he was jeopardizing his traditional rights of freedom and independence by daring to exercise them.

[They] agreed that it was neither possible nor necessary to educate people who never questioned anything.

Peace on earth would mean the end of civilization as we know it.

You know, that might be the answer - to act boastfully about something we ought to be ashamed of. That's a trick that never seems to fail.

He was a self-made man who owed his lack of success to nobody.

But how can one be warm alone?

Alas! Charles made the promise glibly, and forgot all about it.

I choose me bristles with prideYes, I doA broom for the shaftAnd a broom for the flumeThough I'm covered with soot From me 'ead to me toesA sweep knows 'e's welcomeWherever 'e goes

No wires tender even as nervescan transmit the impact ofour seasons, our catastropheswhile we are closed inside them

Erratum. In my article on the Price of Milk, 'Horses' should have read 'Cows' throughout.

If you eliminate all possible explanations, then the impossible is the answer.

But when the thing that is scaring you is already Jesus, who are you supposed to pray to?

Women are as old as they feel and men are old when they lose their feelings.

In the moments I get it right, every step I take seems to be matched by a universal mystery, which obligingly, incredibly, creates what I can't.

i found god in myself and i loved her i loved her fiercely

Myrnin:I could murder a cheeseburger right now Oliver:focus ya fool