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I Have Always Looked Upon Decay As Being Just As Wonderful And Rich An Expression Of Life As Growth.

We Are Swimming On The Face Of Time And All Else Has Drowned, Is Drowning, Or Will Drown.

The World Is Two Thirds Spaghetti And Meatballs, One Third Syphilitic Chancre.

If We Are Always Arriving And Departing, It Is Also True That We Are Eternally Anchored. One's Destination Is Never A Place But Rather A New Way Of Looking At Things.

Keep Your Exclamation Points Under Control!