Maybe most people were fundamentally contradictory. The real people at any rate.

If you were Jesus with missing years to kill where would you go?

Never underestimate how much assistance, how much satisfaction, how much comfort, how much soul and transcendence there might be in a well-made taco and a cold bottle of beer.

There are stories still in existence that I wrote when I was five. However, I did not get published until I was seven.

Would you complain because a beautiful sunset doesn't have a future or a shooting star a payoff? And why should romance 'lead anywhere'? Passion isn't a path through the woods. Passion is the woods.

Certain individual words do possess more pitch, more radiance, more shazam! than others, but it's the way words are juxtaposed with other words in a phrase or sentence that can create magic. Perhaps literally.

I rather like the smell of absurdity in the morning.