Memory Whispers Someplace In That Jumbled Machinery.

I've Been To Too Many Dead Concerts. There've Been Smokin' Holes Where My Memory Used To Be.

He Was In His Chair In The Corner, Resting A Second Before He Came Out For The Next Round -- In A Long Line Of Next Rounds. The Thing He Was Fighting, You Couldn't Whip It For Good. All You Could Do Was Keep On Whipping It, Till You Couldn't Come Out Anymore And Somebody Else Had To Take Your Place.

You Can Count How Many Seeds Are In The Apple, But Not How Many Apples Are In The Seed.

If Grass Were Legalized, It Would Help Our Drug Problem Enormously.

Marvelous Wonders Don't Have To Happen Of A Sudden, The Way They Do In The Arabian Nights. They Can Also Take A Long Time, Like Crystals Growing, Or Minds Changing, Or Leaves Turning. The Trick Is To Keep An Eye Peeled, So They Don't Slip By Unappreciated.