Life Is A Gift Horse In My

This Is God's Universe, Buddy, Not Yours, And He Has The Final Say About What's Ego And What Isn't.

She Wrote To Him Fairly Regularly, From A Paradise Of Triple Exclamation Points And Inaccurate Observations.

But I'm Crazy. I Swear To God I Am.

Just Go To Bed, Now. Quickly. Quickly And Slowly.

How Long Should A Man's Legs Be? Long Enough To Touch The Ground.