Time is the speed at which the past decays.

All revolutions are the sheerest fantasy until they happen; then they become historical inevitabilities.

Women, O, women! They'll find the baddest meanin' in your words & hold it up.

Humans live in a pit of cheating, exploiting, hurting, incarcerating. Every time, the species wastes some part of what it could be. This waste is poisonous.

Folks with most to complain about seldom complain most.

'Y' is about the weakest letter of all. 'Y' can't make up its mind if it's a vowel or a consonant, can it?

People b'lief the world is built so an tellin em it ain't so caves the roofs on their heads'n'maybe yours.