Hunting Will Never Feed Lots Of People;

In The End, Everyone Loses Everyone. There Was No Invention To Get Around That, And So I Felt, That Night, Like The Turtle That Everything Else In The Universe Was On Top Of.

In The Morning, When The Nothing Vase Casts A Something Shadow, Like The Memory Of Someone You've Lost, What Can You Say About That?

Everything Is To Protect You. I Exist In Case You Need To Be Protected.

I Don't Think That There Are Any Limits To How Excellent We Could Make Life Seem.

The Eskimos Have Four Hundred Words For Snow, And The Jewshave Four Hundred For Schmuck.