When I think of talking$$$ it is of course with a woman. For talking at its best being an inspiration$$$ it wants a corresponding divine quality of receptiveness$$$ and where will you find this but in a woman?

I never hurt nobody but myself and that's nobody's business but my own.

To 'choose' dogma and faith over doubt and experience is to throw out the ripening vintage and to reach greedily for the Kool-Aid.

As to diseases$$$ make a habit of two things to help$$$ or at least$$$ to do no harm.

Nothing I have witnessed$$$ from lava to crustacean$$$ assailed me liked the caked debris haunting that small plastic soap hammock in the smaller of the bathrooms. Nausea is not a sufficient word.

I am not the river$$$ I am the net.

Everybody does have a book in them$$$ but in most cases that's where it should stay.

The surest way to keep a secret is to make someone think they already know the answer.

There are stories in everything. I've got some of my best yarns from park benches$$$ lampposts$$$ and newspaper stands.

Everything you have is to give. Thou art a phenomenon of philosophy and an unfortunate man.