Music Is The Way Our Memories Sing

Religious Hatreds Tend To Be Merciless And Absolute.

Over The Years, He [everett Dirksen] Developed A Style Of Infinitely Subtle Fustian, Whose Effect Can Still Be Remotely Approximated By Sipping Twelve-year-old Bourbon, Straight, While Reading Dickens Aloud, In A Sort Of Sepulchral Purr.

Would It Be Anything Like A Literary Disaster If Gore Vidal Were To Fall Silent? Easy. No. In Fact, There Is Something To Be Said For The Idea.

Handwriting Is Civilization's Casual Encephalogram.

The Jumbo Jet Is The Airborne Equivalent Of The Interstate Highway...one Might As Well Be Stuffed Into A Cartridge And Shot Through A Pneumatic Tube, Like Interoffice Mail.