What smells so? Has somebody been burning a Rag, or is there a Dead Mule in the Back yard? No, the Man is Smoking a Five-Cent Cigar.

No book can be appreciated until it has been slept with and dreamed over.

Mr. Clarke played the King all evening as though under constant fear that someone else was about to play the Ace.

But I, when I undress me Each night, upon my knees Will ask the Lord to bless me With apple-pie and cheese.

The biggest fish he ever caught were those that got away.

Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night Sailed off in a wooden shoe, - Sailed on a river of crystal light Into a sea of dew.

A mighty good sausage stuffer was spoiled when the man became a poet.

All good and true book-lovers practice the pleasing and improving avocation of reading in bed ... No book can be appreciated until it has been slept with and dreamed over.

Books do actually consume air and exhale perfumes.

Let my temptation be a book, which I shall purchase, hold and keep.

All human joys are swift of wing, For heaven doth so allot it; That when you get an easy thing, You find you haven't got it

Life is about finding . . .what works best for you.

Man had to hang on to his pride.

The biggest problem occurswhen i try to forget you are nights, cuz i ain't got control on my dreams...

Thinking has an understructure and underpinnings.

Make excuses to train not excuses not to train!

I get paid by the year, and I try to earn my money.

I can take a three-year-old and make a hit record with him.

I do a lot of ceramics.

Because the Western civilization is dominated by dualistic thinking, holistic scientists and philosophers don't get the recognition they deserve.

I loved London. In the 1970s... it was very exciting, really wild.