Don't Cry, I'm Sorry To

Only One Letter Divides The Comic From The Cosmic.

Who Can Say What Heartbreaks Are Caused In A Dog By Our Discontinuing A Romp?

Although We Read With Our Minds, The Seat Of Artistic Delight Is Between The Shoulder Blades. That Little Shiver Behind Is Quite Certainly The Highest Form Of Emotion That Humanity Has Attained When Evolving Pure Art And Pure Science. Let Us Worship The Spine And Its Tingle.

One Is Always At Home In One's Past.

Why Should I Tolerate A Perfect Stranger At The Bedside Of My Mind?