I saw the best minds of my generation who threw their watches off the roof to cast their ballot for Eternity outside of Time, & alarm clocks fell on their heads every day for the next decade.

I heard you asking questions of each: Who killed the pork chops? What price bananas? Are you my Angel?

Follow your inner moonlight; don't hide the madness.

Naked in solitary prison cell he looks down at a hard-on.

If you want to make order, put your own heart in order, and, having put one's heart in order, one can regulate the family order.

All these books are published in Heaven.

Mind is shapely, Art is shapely.