Madness Ends Sometimes. The Gods Decree It,

I'm Fortunate That The Books Sell, But Even More Fortunate To Live In Chatham, To Be Very Happily Married And To Have, On The Whole, A Fairly Clear Conscience.

Latin! The Language Of God! Or Perhaps He Speaks Hebrew? I Suppose That's More Likely And It Will Make Things Rather Awkward In Heaven, Won't It? Will We All Have To Learn Hebrew?

Life Is A Jest Of The Gods And There Is No Justice. You Must Learn To Laugh… Or Else You'll Weep Yourself To Death.

Television Is A Young Person's Medium.

‎our Ancestors Took This Land. They Took It And Made It And Held It. We Do Not Give Up What Our Ancestors Gave Us. They Came Across The Sea And They Fought Here, And They Built Here And They're Buried Here. This Is Our Land, Mixed With Our Blood, Strengthened With Our Bone. Ours!