The More You Read, The More Things

I Look At The World Through The Wrong End Of A Telescope.

He Should Not Be Here, " Said The Fish In The Pot. " He Should Not Be Here When Your Mother Is Not.

Everything Stinks Until It's Finished.

Even Though We May All Become Extinct, We Can Still Leave Our Footprint In The Sand.

Once-ler! You're Making Such Smogulous Smoke - My Poor Swomee Swans, Why They Can't Sing A Note! No One Can Sing Who Has Smog In His Throat.