He's Picked Clean! Eaten By Cats!

Playing And Fun Are Not The Same Thing, Though When We Grow Up We May Forget That And Find Ourselves Mixing Up Playing With Happiness. There Can Be A Kind Of Amnesia About The Seriousness Of Playing, Especially When We Played By Ourselves.

The Thing That Really Struck Me When I Went To Junior High Was Class. I Grew Up On A Pretty Poor Street, But The School District I Was In Included Some Fine Neighborhoods - So I Got To Know A Couple Of The Kids From Those Places And Went To Their Houses And Experienced Such Culture Shock.

Love Is An Exploding Cigar We Willingly Smoke.

I Think Of Images As An Immune System And A Transit System.

Always Watch The Hands. The Hands Will Tell You Everything You Need To Know.