Memories Should Be Sharp When

Youth Doesn't Need Friends -- It Only Needs Crowds.

We Grew Up Founding Our Dreams On The Infinite Promise Of American Advertising. I Still Believe That One Can Learn To Play The Piano By Mail And That Mud Will Give You A Perfect Complexion.

Pronunciation Has Made Many An Innocent Word Sound Like A Doctor's Orders For A Stomach Pump.

I Take A Sun Bath And Listen To The Hours, Formulating, And Disintegrating Under The Pines, And Smell The Resiny Hardihood Of The High Noon Hours. The World Is Lost In A Blue Haze Of Distances, And The Immediate Sleeps In A Thin And Finite Sun.

Nothing Annoys Me More Than Having The Most Trivial Action Analyzed And Explained.