Tobacco And Alcohol, Delicious Fathers Of Abiding

Fortunately, Somewhere Between Chance And Mystery Lies Imagination, The Only Thing That Protects Our Freedom, Despite The Fact That People Keep Trying To Reduce It Or Kill It Off Altogether.

Mystery Is The Basic Element Of All Works Of Art.

Refuse Any Image That Could Have A Rational Meaning Or Any Memory Or Culture

Frankly, Despite My Horror Of The Press, I'd Love To Rise From The Grave Every Ten Years Or So And Go Buy A Few Newspapers.

If We Could Only Find The Courage To Leave Our Destiny To Chance, To Accept The Fundamental Mystery Of Our Lives, Then We Might Be Closer To The Sort Of Happiness That Comes With Innocence.