One's Life Is Peculiar To One's Own

I'm A Fart In A Gale Of Wind, A Humble Violet Under A Cow Pat.

An Image Is A Stop The Mind Makes Between Uncertainties.

After All, It Is Not Where One Washes One's Neck That Counts But Where One Moistens One's Throat.

I've Seen Death And I Didn't Like It.

A Man Is Whole Only When He Takes Into Account His Shadow.