The Happiness Consists In Realizing That It

There Is Universal Substance Which Is Divine Substance Because Where Else Can It Be?

In Those Days He Really Didn't Know What He Was Talking About; That Is To Say, He Was A Young Jailkid All Hung-up On The Wonderful Possibilities Of Becoming A Real Intellectual, And He Liked To Talk In The Tone And Using The Words, But In A Jumbled Way, That He Had Heard From 'real Intellectuals.

Who Doesn't Feel Studious When He Doesn't Have A Girl With A Riviera Suntan?

I Loved The Way She Said 'la'; I Love The Way Everybody Says 'la' On The Coast; It's Their One And Only Golden Town When All Is Said And Done.

Between Incomprehensible And Incoherent Sits The Madhouse. I Am Not In The Madhouse.