Nice: Meaning I'm Going To Be Dating

And The Commercials Would Have Sickened A Goat Raised On Barbed Wire And Broken Beer Bottles.

There Is No Bad Whiskey. There Are Only Some Whiskeys That Aren't As Good As Others.

When In Doubt, Have A Man Come Through The Door With A Gun In His Hand.

The Plants Filled The Place, A Forest Of Them, With Nasty Meaty Leaves And Stalks Like The Newly Washed Fingers Of Dead Men.

Would You Convey My Compliments To The Purist Who Reads Your Proofs And Tell Him Or Her That I Write In A Sort Of Broken-down Patois Which Is Something Like The Way A Swiss Waiter Talks, And That When I Split An Infinitive, God Damn It, I Split It So It Will Stay Split, And When I Interrupt The Velvety Smoothness Of My More Or Less Literate Syntax With A Few Sudden Words Of Bar-room Vernacular, That Is Done With The Eyes Wide Open And The Mind Relaxed But Attentive.