Danger's Over, Banana Breakfast Is Saved.

Not Me, Paranoia's The Garlic In Life's Kitchen, Right, You Can Never Have Too Much.

She May Know A Little, May Think Of Herself, Face And Body, As ‘pretty’…but He Could Never Tell Her All The Rest, How Many Other Living Things, Birds, Nights Smelling Of Grass And Rain, Sunlit Moments Of Simple Peace, Also Gather In What She Is To Him.

I Was Dreaming ... About My Grandfather. A Very Old Man, At Least As Old As I Am Now, 91. I Thought, When I Was A Boy, That He Had Been 91 All His Life. Now I Feel As If I Have Been 91 All My Life.

Murphy's Law, That Brash Proletarian Restatement Of Godel's Theorem.

Our History Is An Aggregate Of Last Moments