I had daydreams and fantasies when I was growing up. I always wanted to live in a log cabin at the foot of a mountain. I would ride my horse to town and pick up provisions. Then return to the cabin with a big open fire a record player and peace.
Death is the sound of distant thunder at a picnic.
Of all possible subjects travel is the most difficult for an artist as it...
A professor is someone who talks in someone else's sleep.
When I find myself in the company of scientists I feel like a shabby curate...
Gotta break your neck to see a star in this yard.
The dreadful truth is that when people come to see their MP they have run...
When we are dealing with death we are constantly being dragged down by the...
