I dream of eagles and bring forth sparrows.

Hulga the whole while hollering like a half-slaughtered hog. (Attention, students of literature! Alliteration - have you noticed? - is my least vice.)

think of nothing things think of wind

Gasping for breath, the body still battling for life.

Just remember: If one bird carried every grain of sand, grain by grain, across the ocean, by the time he got them all on the other side, that would only be the beginning of eternity.

Rusty thinks I should smoke marijuana, and I did for a while, but it only makes me giggle.

I never had a rejection slip in my life.