Peeple of zee wurl, relax

Poetry, the best of it, is lunar and is concerned with the essential insanities. Journalism is solar (there are numerous newspapers named The Sun, none called The Moon) and is devoted to the inessential.

Something has got to hold it together. I'm saying my prayers to Elmer, the Greek god of glue.

Of course I'm inconsistent! Only logicians and cretins are consistent!

At birth, we emerge from dream soup. At death, we sink back into dream soup. In between soups, there is a crossing of dry land. Life is a portage.

Don't be outraged, be outrageous.

There's a certain Buddhistic calm that comes from having... money in the bank.