Music Is The Way Our Memories Sing

The Real 1960s Began On The Afternoon Of November 22, 1963. It Came To Seem That Kennedy's Murder Opened Some Malign Trap Door In American Culture, And The Wild Bats Flapped Out.

Everywhere You Hang Your Hat Is Home. Home Is The Bright Cave Under The Hat.

Never Forget The Power Of Silence, That Massively Disconcerting Pause Which Goes On And On And May Last Induce An Opponent To Babble And Backtrack Nervously.

Abstinence Is A Window Of Clarity Through Which One Can Better Find One's Work And One's Mate.

One Can Live With The Thought Of One's Own Death. It Is The Thought Of The Death Of The Words And Books That Is Terrifying For That Is The Deeper Extinction.