I see as much as doors'll allow, open or shut.

Way far back in the beginning of the world was the whirlwind warning that we could all be blown away like chips and cry- Men with tired eyes realize it now, and wait to deform and decay- with maybe they have the power of love yet in their hearts just the same, I just don't know what that word means anymore- All I want is an ice cream cone

Ray, what you got to do is go climb a mountain.

The taste of rain -- Why kneel?

I felt free and therefore I was free.

cliches are truisms and all truisms are true

Rocks are space, and space is illusion.