Carrion crows and junk-men if allowed to sue would probably have a good case for breach-of-natural-contract and incitement to public mischief,.

These are the seasons of this world: happy; sad; happy; sad; happy; sad - over and over again”.

Proof is only possible in math and science. Nothing in any other discipline equals that sort of verifiable truth. Certainties in social theory and historical record are really opinions. Even the most probable of them cannot be truly verified

There are few commitments as reliable as a Mother’s love.

He hit Dicky hard enough to stagger him backward with blood dripping from his chin. Dan said nothing. Dicky and Gerald never bothered Dan again.

“Think of your chicks”, Churr’s mother implored, “They’ll be neither Chickadee nor Sparrow, they’ll be outcasts”.

Except in science and technology there are very few fresh ideas.

“We know more about the surface
of the moon than we do about
the bottom of the sea”.

They all paid the price of treason. Only Guy Fawkes became famous for it.

Isn’t idyllic a pleasant word?
It sounds as calm and as pleasant
as the world it describes.

Fildles, fifes, and all other instruments, produce distictive overtones that allow us to identify them as distictive personalities.

Study to be silent.

I suspect only boring people get bored.

Masks are used to hide and become.

Telling an untruth is not the same as lying. People accused of lying are often telling what they think is true.
It’s not a lie unless they know what they’re saying isn’t true.

There are no membership rolls, but the members know each other as soon as they meet.

I just read it for the articles.

There are fishermen who focus on catching fish. Such men care more about catchin’ than fishin’. There are other fishermen who don’t much care about the catching. They care about time in the open air, time free from duty, time to reflect.

Those are the fishin’ interests that interest me.

I have long been fascinated by shallow pools of clear water. I’m drawn to them by charm I do not understand. They’re inviting in some mystical, perhaps primordial way. Memories seem to be connected to such pools, though I have no such conscious memories.
There are theories that memories can be carried by genes. Am I remembering some time before time. If so, then why doesn’t everyone.

“That’s a very tiny piece of paper”. “Yeah, but I’ll do the job”. “Alright, Jimmy, You never set me wrong, yet”.
Jeff places the tiny bit of paper on his tongue and swallows. Jimmy hands him a pill. “Take this with the acid”. “What’s this”? “Dramamine, it’s for travel sickness, funny, huh? Dramamine works for LSD trips the same as it works for train & planes”.