Life without music would be an intolerable insult.
I must confess that I know nothing whatsoever about true underlying reality, never having met any.
Paradise is the here and now, the actual, tangible, dogmatically real Earth on which we stand. Yes, God bless America, the Earth upon which we stand.
A cowboy is a farm boy in leather britches and a comical hat.
A cowboy is a hired hand on the middle of a horse contemplating the hind end of a cow.
We should restore the practice of dueling. It might improve manners around here.