Ellen Cherry Was From The South And

He Was Becoming Unstuck, He Was Sure Of That - His Bones Were No Longer Wrapped In Flesh But In Clouds Of Dust, In Hummingbirds, Dragonflies, And Luminous Moths - But So Perfect Was His Equilibrium That He Felt No Fear. He Was Vast, He Was Many, He Was Dynamic, He Was Eternal.

I Sweet Potato What I Sweet Potato.

The Trick Is This: Keep Your Eye On The Ball. Even When You Can't See The Ball.

Philosophers Have Argued For Centuries About How Many Angels Can Dance On The Head Of A Pin, But Materialists Have Known All Along That It Depends On Whether They Are Jitterbugging Or Dancing Cheek To Cheek.

You Should Never Hesitate To Trade Your Cow For A Handful Of Magic Beans.