All Considerations For These Human Remains! They

All In All, I'd Say, The World Is Strangling.

Writers Are Such Phonies: They Sometimes Have Wise Insights But They Don't Live By Them At All. That's What Writers Are Like...you Think They Know Something, But Usually They Are Just Messes.

I Suffer For Birds And Fireflies But Not Frogs, She Said, And Threw Him Across The Room. Kaboom! Like A Genie Out Of A Samovar, A Handsome Prince Arose In The Corner Of The Bedroom.

No One To Hate Except The Slim Fish Of Memory That Slides In And Out Of My Brain.

Let There Be A Heaven So That Man May Outlive His Grasses.