George Burns was a Vaudeville performer I particularly loved.

I danced along a colored wind/ Dangled from a rope of sand

We are buried beneath the weight of information, which is being confused with knowledge; quantity is being confused with abundance and wealth with happiness. We are monkeys with money and guns.

The things you absorb you will ultimately secrete. It's all out there and available for you to enjoy...and be nourished by.

God's away, God's away, God's away on business. Business!

But then I'm one of those guys that is still a bit afraid of the telephone, its implications for conversation. I still wonder if the jukebox might be the death of live music.

The way you do anything is the way you do everything.