To Me, The Explanation Of

Do You Know...what I Think Is A Great Pity? It Is This: That We Have All Become Such Skeptics That We Hardly Believe What Our Pious Grandmothers Told Us.

There Are Many Ways To The Recognition Of Truth, And Burgundy Is One Of Them.

Coffee, According To The Women Of Denmark, Is To The Body What The Word Of The Lord Is To The Soul.

Who Tells A Finer Tale Than Any Of Us. Silence Does.

I Belong To An Ancient, Idle, Wild And Useless Tribe, Perhaps I Am Even One Of The Last Members Of It, Who For Many Thousands Of Years, In All Countries And Parts Of The World, Has, Now And Again, Stayed For A Time Among The Hard-working Honest People In Real Life, And Sometimes Has Thus Been Fortunate Enough To Create Another Sort Of Reality For Them, Which In Some Way Or Another, Has Satisfied Them. I Am A Storyteller.