There's Too Many People In The World.

I Don't Twitter. I Can't Even Remember My Password Name. I Have Problems With Electronics, So What I've Done Is Hire A Young Man Out Of College, Whose Very Fingers Are The Extension Of Computer Keys, And He Twitters. He Does The Mechanics, But I Very Carefully Modulate What Is Said And Have Used Twitter To Publicize Stuff, Have Conversations And Instigate Competition.

What Have I Done? I've Blundered My Way Through Life. So I Have My Picture On The Wall. The Minute I Die, That Picture Will Start To Yellow And Fade And Eventually Be Gone. Blown In The Wind And Become Part Of The Molecular Structure Of Something Else. These Things We See As "success," They're Non-accomplishments.

Memories Were The Markers Of The Journey Through Life. It Was Necessary To Know Where You Had Come From. Only Then Could You Know Where You Were Going.

When There Are Tiers Of Meaning In An Ad It Intrigues The Audience And They Look For It Again And Again.

I Think You Die The Way You Live.