For Most Men, Life Is A Search

Wine Is Poetry In A Bottle.

A Sense Of Humor Is The Ability To Understand A Joke-and That The Joke Is Oneself.

For Most Men, Life Is A Search For The Proper Manila Envelope In Which To Get Themselves Filed.

To Divide One's Life By Years Is Of Course To Tumble Into A Trap Set By Our Own Arithmetic. The Calendar Consents To Carry On Its Dull Wall-existence By The Arbitrary Timetables We Have Drawn Up In Consultation With Those Permanent Commuters, Earth And Sun. But We, Unlike Trees, Need Grow No Annual Rings.

Reading Is Not An Operation Performed On Something Inert But A Relationship Entered Into With Another Vital Being.