The sixth extinction was hardest of all on the balloon animal artists
The cogito may be airtight but its reverse– I am, therefore I think– is less certain
In order to minimize intra-tribal… while aggressively pursuing class… progressive educated elites turn t… like common schoolyard bullies And the fact that you can only
As a child Whenever I played Ms. Pac Man On my Atari 2600 I dialed the settings down From four ghosts to one
People are only willing to wait and see when they already know what they are looking for
There’s a groove I’ve been going… just between heroic and anti-heroi… that’s perfectly romantic But betwixt the truth-teller and the soothsayer
I tried using my get out of jail free card but the CVV on the back was Roman Numerals for eleven
If you really loved robins you would stuff your bird feeder full of worms
A rising tide lifts all boats But a rising sea floods all moats
You can’t make art worth dying for with what art is worth paying for
History always repeats itself And we find ourselves once more On the banks of the Red Sea Under extreme duress To put it mildly
A man wants the mother of his children to be a chef in the kitchen “imaginative” in the bedroom a shrink in the living room
When the shit hits the fan at least I know I won’t be wearing flip-flops
God is hard to know– That’s how you know He is God And how He knows you care Whereas the devil doesn’t care How you found him
You wanted them all to yourself because they didn’t want anything to do with you and this is the sound of
