Words get in the way and a picture is worth a thousand words

I’m not afraid of jumping in front of a bus because I don’t want to jump in front of a bus I am afraid of

She was so cool that even her periods were fashionably late

It’s not a real collection Unless It’s unsatisfying It’s not real money Until

Decisions my wife doesn’t make are settled by stare decisis

If the soul is eternal then self-overcoming more than becoming who you really… is becoming who you always were It’s like peeling away

As the enormous asteroid hurtled toward Earth I found myself working harder than ever

Right up until the last revision it said Life, liberty and the hot pursuit…

In the old country song When Mac Davis sings “Oh lord it’s hard to be humble When you’re perfect in every way” I always assumed

All consciousness is false consciousness but some consciousnesses are easier to fake

The struggle to become an individual in no way implies the need to be unique

Hell isn’t other people– Hell is waiting in line behind other people

It’s come to my attention that My attention span is limited By what I want to see And like most people these days I don’t know what I want

If it ain’t broke Don’t fix it So, in case of emergency Break heart To break free

That moment when you reclassify yourself from a mystery to an unsolved mystery