Life is painful, nasty and short.. in my case it has only been painful and nasty.

When autumn shadows throw their patterns across the land, they are not the images of fragile, dying leaves, not the bared arms of lofty elms, not shadows of a fading summer; but swinging shapes as of books upon a strap, of round and square boxes held under an arm, of hurrying little people heading towards the nearest school.

Youth is cause, effect is age; so with the thickening of the neck we get data.

I talk too much because I have been made so miserable by what you are keeping hushed.

New York rose out of the water like a great wave that found it impossible to return again and so remained there in horror, peering out of the million windows man had caged it with.

No one will be much or little except in someone else's mind, so be careful of the minds you get into.

I can draw and write, and you'd be foolish not to hire me.