The Day After Paul Newman Was Dead,

I Have A Little Tiny Emily Dickinson So Big That I Carry In My Pocket Everywhere. And You Just Read Three Poems Of Emily. She Is So Brave. She Is So Strong. She Is Such A Sexy, Passionate, Little Woman. I Feel Better.

We're Supposed To Be Civilized. We're Supposed To Go To Work Every Day. We're Supposed To Be Nice To Our Friends And Send Christmas Cards To Our Parents.

It's Only Adults Who Read The Top Layers Most Of The Time. I Think Children Read The Internal Meanings Of Everything.

As An Aspiring Artist, You Should Strive For Originality Of Vision. Have Something To Say And A Fresh Way Of Saying It. No Story Is Worth The Writing, No Picture Worth The Making, If It’s Not The Work Of The Imagination.

My Sister Had Her Own Room. She Also Had Innumerable Boyfriends. I Had A Yo-yo Collection That Was Beyond Belief, And The Reason I Had It Was Mostly That I Would Stand In The Doorway Of The Living Room Watching Her And Her Boyfriend. Finally She Caught On How To Get This Kid Out Of The Way. Give Him A Yo-yo!