I dream of vague shapes that hint of my heart's desire.

Radical historians now the tell the story of Thanksgiving from the point of view of the turkey.

I have a special grudge against those who have the same faults as I do.

Sometimes I discover I have changed my mind because I have forgotten what I used to think.

Loneliness is more likely to lead to fussy housekeeping than to grand views of the Universe.

The gods are watching, but idly, yawning.

A successful restaurant makes everything in it, including the patrons, seem a little better than they are.