Can you imagine 4,000 years passing, and you're not even a memory? Think about it, friends. It's not just a possibility. It is a certainty.

Some men are Baptists, others Catholics; my father was an Oldsmobile man.

Can you imagine 4,000 years passing, and you're not even a memory? Think about it, friends. It's not just a possibility. It is a certainty.

A man today never feels so alive as when he is hurtling from one point to another on the azimuth.

I had woven a tapestry of obscenity that as far as I know is still hanging in space over Lake Michigan.

The reality of what we really are is often times found in the small snips, way down at the bottom of things.

I've met them down in the Cost and Accounting Department, clean-shaven and in white collars. They can't see a damn thing ridiculous about themselves... only about you.