Porkchops And Bacon, My Two Favorite Animals.

All Men Owe Honor To The Poets - Honor And Awe; For They Are Dearest To The Muse Who Puts Upon Their Lips The Ways Of Life.

The Man Does Better Who Runs From Disaster Than He Who Is Caught By It.

A Gun Is Not A Weapon! It's A Tool, Like A Butcher's Knife, Or A Harpoon, Or An Alligator.

Oh, My Tattered Rags Are Caught On Your Coffee Table.

...like That Star Of The Waning Summer Who Beyond All Stars Rises Bathed In The Ocean Stream To Glitter In Brilliance.