At the top of the mountain we are all snow leopards.

I just usually go with my own taste. If I like something, and it happens to be against the law, well, then I might have a problem.

There is probably some long-standing "rule" among writers, journalists, and other word-mongers that says: "When you start stealing from your own work you're in bad trouble." And it may be true.

I was not proud of what I had learned but I never doubted that it was worth knowing.

All energy flows according to the whims of the great Magnet. What a fool I was to defy him.

Maybe it meant something. Maybe not, in the long run, but no explanation, no mix of words or music or memories can touch that sense of knowing that you were there and alive in that corner of time and the world. Whatever it meant.

Today's pig is tomorrows bacon!