Orangutans Teach Us That Looks Are Not

Ah, Well! We Live And Learn, Or, Anyway, We Live.

A Few Cobras In Your Home Will Soon Clear It Of Rats And Mice. Of Course, You Will Still Have The Cobras.

I'm A Poetry-skipper Myself. I Don't Like To Boast, But I Have Probably Skipped More Poetry Than Any Other Person Of My Age And Weight In This Country - Make It Any Other Two Persons. This Doesn't Mean That I Hate Poetry. I Don't Feel That Strongly About It. It Only Means That Those Who Wish To Communicate With Me By Means Of The Written Word Must Do So In Prose.

Most People, It Seems, Think That Robinson Crusoe When He Landed On His Island Had Nothing To Keep Him From Starvation Or Anything Else. As A Matter Of Fact He Had Twelve Raft Loads Of Supplies That He Took Off The Wrecked Ship. He Had As Much Food And Furniture As If He Had Had A Delicatessen Store And Fifth Avenue Outside His Hut.

Even As A Child Back In Indiana, Whenever I Took A Butterbelly Off The Hook I Used To Ask Myself, "does This Fish Think?" I Would Even Ask Others, "do You Suppose This Butterbelly Can Think?" And All I Would Get In Reply Was A Look. At The Age Of Eighteen, I Left The State.