A Great Deal Of Intelligence Can Be

And What About All The Good I Have In My Heart - Does It Mean Anything?

Take Our Politicians: They're A Bunch Of Yo-yos. The Presidency Is Now A Cross Between A Popularity Contest And A High School Debate, With An Encyclopedia Of Cliches.

"what Do Women Want?" "they Eat Green Salad And Drink Human Blood."

Alternatives, And Particularly Desirable Alternatives, Grow Only On Imaginary Trees.

At Moments I Dislike Having A Face, A Nose, Lips, Because He Has Them.