Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right, here I am -- not stuck in the middle, but hovering above the entire farcical spectrum, weeping as I behold my fellow man's devotion to political illusion and self-destruction.

State is the name of the coldest of all cold monsters. Coldly it lies; and this lie slips from its mouth: 'I, the state, am the people.

Fate," Bizzy said, "adjusts quicker 'n a hungery dog can lick a dish.

In the whole history of the world there is but one thing that money cannot buy...to wit--the wag of a dog's tail.

With some stories, you really can't rush things. And it's often best just to sit back and enjoy the journey for what it is.

Many writers make the mistake of making their readers appear like Lazarus, without any iota of care, throwing down books to readers to crunch as if they are dogs.