Is our species crazy? Plenty of evidence.

Strict seriousness was far more dangerous than any joke.

I am moneys medium. It passes through me- taxes, insurance, mortgage, child support, rent, legal fees. All this dignified blundering costs plenty.

We are funny creatures. We don't see the stars as they are, so why do we love them? They are not small gold objects, but endless fire.

Fun comes hard - like, alas, its prarens, pleasure and happiness, whom we have to pursue.

Art -- the fresh feeling, new harmony, the transforming magic which by means of myth brings back the scattered distracted soul from its modern chaos -- art, not politics, is the remedy.

A man is only as good as what he loves.