Fear Is The Brother Of

I Do Not Believe They've Run Out Of Surprises.

Once Every Hundred Years, The Los Angeles Smog Rolls Away For A Single Night, Leaving The Air As Clean As Interstellar Space. That Way The Gods Can See If Los Angeles Is Still There. If It Is, They Roll The Smog Back So They Won't Have To Look At It.

I Never Got Good At Predicting What Millions Of People Will Suddenly Decide Is Rational.

There Is No Cause So Good Or Noble That It Will Not Attract Fuggheads; And The Fuggheads Will Get All The Press.

Love Was A Delicious Blend Of Warm And Cold. There Was Comfort In Making Love. It Solved No Problems: But One Could Run Away From Problems.