Now Each One Of Us, Black Or

A Man With A Credit Card Is In Hock To His Own Image Of Himself.

Now It Stands To Reason, Mister, Any Damn Fool Stares Into The Sun Long Enough, He'll End Up Seeing Exactly What Some Other Damn Fool Tells Him He's Going To See.

New York Is Where It Is Going To Begin, I Think. You Can See It Coming. The Insect Experts Have Learned How It Works With Locusts. Until Locust Population Reaches A Certain Density, They All Act Like Any Grasshoppers. When The Critical Point Is Reached, They Turn Savage And Swarm, And Try To Eat The World. We're Nearing A Critical Point. One Day Soon Two Strangers Will Bump Into Each Other At High Noon In The Middle Of New York. But This Time They Won't Snarl And Go On. They Will Stop And Stare And Then Leap At Each Others

The Dividing Line [between Friends And Acquaintances] Is Communication, I Think. A Friend Is Someone To Whom You Can Say Any Jackass Thing That Enters Your Mind. With Acquaintances, You Are Forever Aware Of Their Slightly Unreal Image Of You, And To Keep Them Content, You Edit Yourself To Fit. Many Marriages Are Between Acquaintances. You Can Be With A Person For Three Hours Of Your Life And Have A Friend. Another Will Remain An Acquaintance For Thirty Years.

Way Over Half The Murders Committed In This Country Are By Close Friends Or Relatives Of The Deceased. A Gun Makes A Loud And Satisfying Noise In A Moment Of Passion And Requires No Agility And Very Little Strength. How Many Murders Wouldn't Happen, If They All Had To Use Hammers And Knives?