If I should go before the rest of you Break not a flower nor inscribe a stone, Nor when I'm gone speak in a Sunday voice But be the usual selves that I have known. Weep if you must, Parting is hell, But life goes on, So sing as well.

I have a theory that I did most of my observing probably before I was twenty, stored it, and am still drawing on it.

Progress everywhere today does seem to come so very heavily disguised as Chaos.

I have come to believe that giving and receiving are really the same. Giving and receiving - not giving and taking

Who do I like best, men or women? I think it really depends on what for!

Weep if you must Parting is hell But life goes on So sing as well.

We can never lose anything that is good, never lose love or the memories of great happiness because they are true.