People Always Clap For The Wrong Reasons.

We Are, All Four Of Us, Blood Relatives, And We Speak A Kind Of Esoteric, Family Language, A Sort Of Semantic Geometry In Which The Shortest Distance Between Any Two Points Is A Fullish Circle.

The Catcher In The Rye... That's All I Really Want To Be.

The Great Gatsby' [...] Was My 'tom Sawyer' When I Was Twelve [....]

I Thought The Two Ugly Ones Were Sisters, But They Got Very Insulted When I Asked Them. You Could Tell Neither One Of Them Wanted To Look Like The Other One, And You Couldn't Blame Them, But It Was Very Amusing Anyway.

How Long Should A Man's Legs Be? Long Enough To Touch The Ground.