Destiny Is Simply The Relentless Logic Of

When He (man) Ceased Any Longer To Heed The Words Of The Seers And Prophets, Science Lovingly Brought Forth The Radio.

I Remember A Time When A Cabbage Could Sell Itself By Being A Cabbage. Nowadays It’s No Good Being A Cabbage – Unless You Have An Agent And Pay Him A Commission. Nothing Is Free Anymore To Sell Itself Or Give Itself Away. These Days, Countess, Every Cabbage Has Its Pimp.

Sadness Flies On The Wings Of The Morning, And Out Of The Heart Of Darkness Comes The Light.

One Of The Privileges Of The Great Is To Witness Catastrophes From A Terrace.

Water Is The One Substance From Which The Earth Can Conceal Nothing; It Sucks Out Its Innermost Secrets And Brings Them To Our Very Lips.