Sometimes love will pick you up by the short hairs...and jerk the heck out of you.
If my mental map was right, we were heading down to Fisherman's Wharf.
College isn't the place to go for ideas.
I'm glad I didn't have to fight in any war. I'm glad I didn't have to pick up a gun. I'm glad I didn't get killed or kill somebody. I hope my kids enjoy the same lack of manhood.
The scornful nostril and the high head gather not the odors that lie on the track of truth.
My home is not a place, it is people.
Art is either plagiarism or revolution.