All Men Hate The Nagging.

I Ain't Never Called Nobody No Redskin. I've Never Been Mad, Like, 'get Out Of This Restaurant, You Redskin.'

My Son Is Becoming Me - Just A Silly, Silly Prankster Guy.

So Unless We Form Some Kind Of Adequate Relationship To Death, We're Never Going To Live Properly, And If We Think Of It Purely As A Medical Thing, We Have Reduced Life. We Should Think Of It As Some Sort Of Mystery Which We Can Participate In Now, Not Something To Be Pushed Off To One Side Till The Last Moments.

I Think Poetry Has Started To Take On A Supplementary Role Of Prayer For Some People. The Churches, I Think, Including My Own, Are Terrible At Teaching People How To Pray. It May Be That We Need To Learn From The Ground Up As Religious People, Whether Christian Or Not, How To Pray.

What? Okay, Back Up. How In The Hell Do You 'turn Up Missing'?