Caged birds accept each other, but flight is what they long for.

Morning can always be counted on to bring us back to a more realistic level.

I don't ask for your pity, but just your understanding - no, not even that -no. Just for your recognition of me in you, and the enemy, time, in us all.

When I was fourteen, my father decided to initiate me into the ways of manhood, and took me to the local whorehouse. The woman spread her legs, and made me look between them. All I could see was something that looked like a dyin' orchid; consequently, I have never been comfortable around women or orchids.

Man is by instinct a lover, a hunter, a fighter, and none of those instincts are given much play at the warehouse!

A prayer for the wild at heart kept in cages.

The world is a funny paper read backwards. And that way it isn't so funny.