I usually lump organized religion, organized labor, and organized crime together. The Mafia gets points for having the best restaurants

Do you suppose it's true, that St. Patrick was a parselmouth, and his muggle friends never knew?

Many years ago I resolved never to bother with New Year's resolutions, and I've stuck with it ever since.

A rhododendron bud lavender-tipped. Soon a glory of blooms to clash with the cardinals and gladden the hummingbirds!

Before men ever wrote in clay they cast their words in verse and line, rythymbound in poets' minds, defying time and age.

I've been smoking nearly 50 years now. I just don't feel safe breathing anything I can't see!

The clocks are all turned forward from Funny Time to Right Time. I always remember, "Spring back or Fall in.

The Olympic games should be a matter between individual athletes and the gods. Noisy flag-waving dishonors gods and men alike.

The pilgrims were kicked out of England, quarreled with the Dutch, alienated the Indians, and had an evil reputation among the turkeys.

Spooky wild and gusty; swirling dervishes of rattling leaves race by, fleeing the windflung deadwood that cracks and thumps behind.

Those that can be troubled to muse upon the meaning of life are general disappointed when they figure it out.

Reason is an outcome of frailty and resentment. When Will fails to cope with the labour of life, or the life of labour, its fragile remnants are set to construct a slighter world of justifications.

What Saint has ever won his crown without first contending for it?

I've never had anyone define purity. You probably can't define purity. Purity is to live according to original design.

All the president is, is a glorified public relations man who spends his time flattering, kissing, and kicking people to get them to do what they are supposed to do anyway.

The good thing about being Dr. Frankenstein is that you can always make new friends.

You can't be angsty all day or else it becomes a sort of pale angst.

No lower can a man descend than to interpret his dreams into gold and silver.

You’re being remanded into Gourish custody…dead. (a Partini) ‘Cause let’s face it, dead was just easier. Or so they thought.’ (Syn)

A family, like a canoe, must be steered or paddled, or it won't take you where you want to go.