Memory is more than a dustbin of time, stuffed with yesterday’s trash. Rather, memory is a glorious grab bag of the past from which one can at leisure pluck bittersweet experiences of times gone by and relive them. ~Hal Boyle, 1971
Hypocrite: the man who murdered both his parents… pleaded for mercy on the grounds that he was an orphan.
The maker of a sentence launches out into the infinite and builds a road into Chaos and old Night, and is followed by those who hear him with something of wild, creative delight.
~Ralph Waldo Emerson
Any American who is prepared to run for president should automatically, by definition, be disqualified from ever doing so.
It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see.
-Henry David Thoreau
Do what we can, summer will have its flies. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
Theater is life. Cinema is art. Television is furniture.
Write down the thoughts of the moment. Those that come unsought for are commonly the most valuable.
America’s health care system is neither healthy, caring, nor a system.
I tell you everything that is really nothing, and nothing of what is everything, do not be fooled by what I am saying. Please listen carefully and try to hear what I am not saying. ~Charles C. Finn
A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lawn mower is broken.
Summertime is always the best of what might be.
Beauty without expression is boring.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
Born: February 8, 1926 – Died: February 4, 1968
When you learn that a truth is a lie, anger follows.
Your mind will answer most questions if
you learn to relax and wait for the answer.
-William S. Burroughs
Born: July 15, 1919 – Died: February 8, 1999
Born: November 20, 1923 – Died: July 13, 2014
From the Robert Frost poem, Fire and Ice written in 1923.
Internet: absolute communication, absolute isolation.
Born: January 11, 1887 – Died: April 21, 1948
Born: March 12, 1922 – Died: October 21, 1969
Born: March 19, 1891 – Died: July 9, 1974
When one teaches, two learn.
Pain is inevitable.
Suffering is optional.
Wherever you write is supposed to be a little
bit of a refuge, a place where you can get away
from the world. The more closed in you are, the
more you’re forced back on your own imagination.
Born: July 2, 1908 – Died: January 24, 1993
Books are a narcotic.