Memories are their own descendents masquerading as the ancestors of the present.

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

One fine day a predatory world shall consume itself.

Any adaptation is a translation, and there is such a thing as an unreadably faithful translation; and I believe a degree of reinterpretatio n for the new language may be not only inevitable but desirable.

I'm not from a milieu where high-register language or philosophical ideas were welcome.

What is any ocean but a multitude of drops?

Do ants get headaches?