Don't use the phone. People are never ready to answer it. Use poetry.

I don't know, I don't care, and it doesn't make any difference.

Cats yawn because they realize that there's nothing to do.

So long and take it easy, because if you start taking things seriously, it is the end of you.

But, outside of being a sweet little girl, she was awfully dumb and capable of doing horrible things.

But they need to worry and betray time with urgencies false and otherwise, purely anxious and whiny, their souls really won't be at peace unless they can latch to an established and proven worry and having once found it they assume facial expressions to fit and go with it, which is, you see, unhappiness, and all the time it all flies by them and they know it and that too worries them no end.

Think what a great world revolution will take place when ... [there are] millions of guys all over the world with rucksacks on their backs tramping around the back country.