later down the road of life, i made the discovery that salt water was also good for the mental abrasions one inevitably acquires on land.

It is an eternal truth in the political as well as the mystical body, that where one member suffers, all the members suffer with it

Where it all ends I can't fathom, my friends. If I knew, I might toss out my anchor.

That to me is the way any good romantic would look at his life: Live it first, then write it down before you go.

We need more fruitcakes in this world, and less bakers!

Is it ignorance or apathy, I forget the lessons taught to me.

Go fast enough to get there, but slow enough to see.