We must ride this strange torpedo out until the end.

Yesterday's weirdness is tomorrow's reason why.

There is no way to understand the public reaction to the sight of a Freak smashing a coconut with a hammer on the hood of a white Cadillac in a Safeway parking lot unless you actually do it, and I tell you it's tense.

I have a theory that the truth is never told during the nine-to-five hours.

Most people who deal in words don't have much faith in them and I am no exception.

The car suddenly veered off the road and we came to a sliding halt in the gravel. I was hurled against the dashboard. My attorney was slumped over the wheel. “What’s wrong?” I yelled. “We can’t stop here. This is bat country!

Smart people understand that there is no such thing as paranoia. It is just another mask for ignorance.