There Are Some Good People In It,

I Never Had A Hat, Never Wore One, But Recently Was Given A Brown Suede Duck-hunting Hat. The Moment I Put It On I Realized I Was Starved For A Hat. I Kept It Warm By Putting It On My Head. I Made Plans To Wear It Especially When I Was Going To Do Any Thinking. Somewhere In Virginia, I Lost My Hat.

In The Dark, All Cats Are Black.

In The Nature Of The Use Of Chance Operations Is The Belief That All Answers Answer All Questions.

Nothing More Than Nothing Can Be Said.

If There Are Questions Then, Of Course, There Are Answers, But The Final Answer Makes The Questions Seem Absurd.