Give Us This Day Our Daily Faith,

Industrial Man—a Sentient Reciprocating Engine Having A Fluctuating Output, Coupled To An Iron Wheel Revolving With Uniform Velocity. And Then We Wonder Why This Should Be The Golden Age Of Revolution And Mental Derangement.

Individual Insanity Is Immune To The Consequences Of Collective Insanity

If You Want To Write, Keep Cats.

Words, Words, Words! They Shut One Off From The Universe. Three Quarters Of The Time One's Never In Contact With Things, Only With The Beastly Words That Stand For Them.

I Like Being Myself. Myself And Nasty.