The Novel Can't Compete With Cars, The

The Novel Can't Compete With Cars, The Movies, Television, And Liquor. A Guy Who's Had A Good Feed And Tanked Up On Good Wine Gives His Old Lady A Kiss After Supper And His Day Is Over. Finished.

To Travel Is Very Useful, It Makes The Imagination Work, The Rest Is Just Delusion And Pain. Our Journey Is Entirely Imaginary, Which Is Its Strength.

This Instinctive Repulsion Which Tradespeople Inspire In Men Of Sensitive Feeling Is One Of The Very Rare Consolations For Being So Impoverished Which Are Given To Those Of Us Who Don’t Sell Anything To Anybody.

Well, You Know... Experience Is A Muffled Lantern That Throws Light Only On The Bearer...it's Incommunicable.

I Have Never Voted In My Life... I Have Always Known And Understood That The Idiots Are In A Majority So It's Certain They Will Win.