Five Hundred Years From Now, Who'll Know

Yesterday I Was A Dog. Today I'm A Dog. Tomorrow I'll Probably Still Be A Dog. Sigh! There's So Little Hope For Advancement.

I Do Not Like A High-organized Church. I Think That As Soon As The Congregation Reaches A Level Of One Hundred Or So People, It Is Time To Build A New Church. As Soon As The Congregation Gets To The Point Where You Are Not On Fairly Intimate Terms With Every Other Person In That Church, Then You Have Become A Theater Where People Can Attend Services. I Do Not Think You Can Attend A Church Service. Service Is Not Something Which Is There To Be Viewed As If It Were A Play Or A Movie.

It Was A Dark And Stormy Night. Suddenly, A Shot Rang Out! A Door Slammed. The Maid Screamed. Suddenly, A Pirate Ship Appeared On The Horizon! While Millions Of People Were Starving, The King Lived In Luxury. Meanwhile, On A Small Farm In Kansas, A Boy Was Growing Up.

I’m Torn Between The Desire To Create And The Desire To Destroy.

Snoopy Didn't Start Off Being A Beagle. It's Just That 'beagle' Is A Funny Word.