My Inspiration Is Really Very Simple: I'm

I Never Thought Very Many People In The World Were Very Much Like John Laroche, But I Realized More And More That He Was Only An Extreme, Not An Aberration - That Most People In Some Way Or Another Do Strive For Something Exceptional, Something To Pursue, Even At Their Peril, Rather Than Abide An Ordinary Life.

The First Thing I Think About When I Wake Up Most Mornings Is The Fact That I'm Tired. I Have Been Tired For Decades. I Am Tired In The Morning And I Am Tired While Becalmed In The Slough Of The Afternoon, And I Am Tired In The Evening, Except Right When I Try To Go To Sleep.

Knowledge Is A Beautiful Thing, But There Are A Few Things I Wish I Didn't Know.

I Love Tearing Things Out Of The Ground. I Love Digging And Discarding. I Love Pruning. In Fact, I Love Pruning So Much That I Once Gave Myself Carpal-tunnel Syndrome Because I Attacked A Trumpet Vine With So Much Dedication.

It Seems That Half The Point Of Being In Miami Beach - Particularly The Northern End Of South Beach - Is To Be Observed By People-watchers Like Me, And The Display Along Ocean Drive During My Visit Was, As Always, Sublime.