The Courage Of Children And

The Sense Impressions Of One-celled Animals Are Not Edited For The Brain. This Is Philosophically Interesting In A Rather Mournful Way, Since It Means That Only The Simplest Animals Perceive The Universe As It Is.

I Can't Dance Anymore. Total Knee Replacements. I Can't Do Anything Anymore.

There Were No Formerly Heroic Times, And There Was No Formerly Pure Generation. There Is No One Here But Us Chickens, And So It Has Always Been.

No One Escapes The Wilderness On The Way To The Promised Land.

Make Connections; Let Rip; And Dance Where You Can.