This is why we said 'ain't'and 'he don't'.We wanted words to fitour cold linoleum, our oil lamps, ourouthouse. We knewbetter but it was wrongto use a languagethat named ghosts, nothing you could touch.

If elections could change anything, they would have already made them forbidden.

Love me...with all the abandonof a sudden wild rain.

I couldn't shake this feeling that I had uncovered more than something ordinary.

A more wonderful life and a more beautiful world is one thought away.

When one looks back over human existence however, it is very evident that all culture has developed through an initial resistance against adaptation to the reality in which man finds himself.

Silence may be golden, but can you think of a better way to entertain someone than to listen to him?

Beneath our transient physical bodies, we are made up of intelligent light. One's own body of light, the soul, is the most real part of oneself because it lives forever, it doesn't decay and die.

I want a bedroom near the sky, an astrologer's cave Where I can fashion eclogues that are chaste and grave.

You learn who your friends are when the sh-t hits the fan.

To borrow a simile from the football field, we believe that men must play fair, but that there must be no shirking, and that the success can only come to the player who hits the line hard.