A Dollar Saved Is A Quarter Earned.

One Night I Dreamed I Was Locked In My Father's Watch With Ptolemy And Twenty-one Ruby Stars Mounted On Spheres And The Primum Mobile Coiled And Gleaming To The End Of Space And The Notched Spheres Eating Each Other's Rinds To The Last Tooth Of Time, And The Case Closed.

A Neighborhood Is A Residential Area That Is Changing For The Worse.

Modern Art Is What Happens When Painters Stop Looking At Girls And Persuade Themselves That They Have A Better Idea.

Poetry Lies Its Way To The Truth.

There's Nothing Wrong With Sobriety In Moderation.