Death Comes Along Like A Gas Bill

Any Book Has Behind It All The Other Books That Have Been Written.

Beckett Does Not Believe In God, Though He Seems To Imply That God Has Committed An Unforgivable Sin By Not Existing.

The Downtrodden Are The Great Creators Of Slang.

Oh, It Was Gorgeosity And Yumyumyum. When It Came To The Scherzo I Could Viddy Myself Very Clear Running And Running On Like The Very Light And Mysterious Nogas, Carving The Whole Litso Of The Creeching World With My Cut-throat Britva.

Art Is Rare And Sacred And Hard Work, And There Ought To Be A Wall Of Fire Around It.