Erogenous Zones Are Either Everywhere Or Nowhere.

Just For Once I'd Like To See All These Things Sort Of Straightened Out, With Each Person Getting Exactly What He Deserves. It Might Give Me Some Confidence In This Universe.

Catch-22 Did Not Exist, He Was Positive Of That, But It Made No Difference. What Did Matter Was That Everyone Thought It Existed, And That Was Much Worse, For There Was No Object Or Text To Ridicule Or Refute, To Accuse, Criticize, Attack, Amend, Hate, Revile, Spit At, Rip To Shreds, Trample Upon Or Burn Up.

The Night Was Full Of Horrors, And He Thought He Knew How Christ Must Have Felt As He Walked Through The World, Like A Psychiatrist Through A Ward Full Of Nuts.

History Was A Trash Bag Of Random Coincidences Torn Open In A Wind. Surely, Watt With His Steam Engine, Faraday With His Electric Motor, And Edison With His Incandescent Light Bulb Did Not Have It As Their Goal To Contribute To A Fuel Shortage Some Day That Would Place Their Countries At The Mercy Of Arab Oil.

Erogenous Zones Are Either Everywhere Or Nowhere.