I'm So Insane, I Voted For Eisenhower.

Along The Western Slopes Of The Oregon Coastal Range . . . Come Look: The Hysterical Crashing Of Tributaries As They Merge Into The Wakonda Auga River . . .

There Are Going To Be Times When We Can't Wait For Somebody. Now, You're Either On The Bus Or Off The Bus.

The Man Who Seeks Revenge Digs Two Graves.

I'm So Insane, I Voted For Eisenhower. Oh Yeah, Well I'm So Insane, I Voted For Eisenhower Twice!

The Job Is To Seek Mystery, Evoke Mystery, Plant A Garden In Which Strange Plants Grow And Mysteries Bloom. The Need For Mystery Is Greater Than The Need For An Answer.