Ideas Are One Thing And What Happens

We Only Hear What We Listen For.

If This Word "music" Is Sacred And Reserved For Eighteenth And Nineteenth Century Instruments, We Can Substitute A More Meaningful Term: Organization Of Sound.

I Was Shocked At College To See One Hundred Of My Classmates In The Library All Reading Copies Of The Same Book. Instead Of Doing As They Did, I Went Into The Stacks And Read The First Book Written By An Author Whose Name Began With Z. I Received The Highest Grade In The Class. That Convinced Me That The Institution Was Not Being Run Correctly. I Left.

Paper Should Be Edible, Nutritious. Inks Used For Printing Or Writing Should Have Delicious Flavors. Magazines Or Newspapers Read At Breakfast Should Be Eaten For Lunch. Instead Of Throwing One's Mail In The Waste-basket, It Should Be Saved For The Dinner Guests.

There Is No Such Thing As An Empty Space Or An Empty Time. There Is Always Something To See, Something To Hear. In Fact, Try As We May To Make A Silence, We Cannot.