Whom The Gods Notice They Destroy.

The Wisest People Are The Clowns, Like Harpo Marx, Who Would Not Speak. If I Could Have Anything I Want I Would Like God To Listen To What Harpo Was Not Saying, And Understand Why Harpo Would Not Talk.

Skill Is A Function Of Chance. It’s An Intuitive Best-use Of Chance Situations.

We Should Take Mothers In High Seas And Drown Them There, They Are As Poisonous As Lead In The Air.

The Odd Thing In This World Is That An Eager-beaver Type, With No Original Ideas, Who Mimes Those In Authority Above Him Right To The Last Twist Of Necktie And Scrape Of Chin, Always Gets Noticed. Gets Selected. Rises.

How Can Justice Fall Victim, Ever, To What Is Right?