Love Is A Wonderful Thing, My Dear,

I Suggest We Depict Penguins As Callous And Unfeeling Creatures Who Insist On Bringing Up Their Children In What Is Little More Than A Large Chest Freezer.

Cash Is Always The Deciding Factor In Such Matters Of Moral Politics; Nothing Ever Gets Done Unless Motivated By Commerce Or Greed.

If It's A Chimera Alert, We Just Follows The Screams.

Whereas Story Is Processed In The Mind In A Straightforward Manner, Poetry Bypasses Rational Thought And Goes Straight To The Limbic System And Lights It Up Like A Brushfire. It's The Crack Cocaine Of The Literary World.

I Have The Death Sentence In Seven Genres.