Barring love I'll take my life in large doses alone--rivers, forests, fish, grouse, mountains. Dogs.

What cannot be said, will get wept.

The old fun thing is when somebody typed up the first chapter of War and Peace. And then made a precis of the rest of it and sent it out and only one publisher recognized it.

The danger of civilization, of course, is that you will piss away your life on nonsense.

Sometimes the only answer to death is lunch.

I do have trouble with titles.

We are all naturally xenophobic.