We Must Be Precise With Love, Its

You Put Together Two Things That Have Not Been Put Together Before. And The World Is Changed.

How Rarely Do Our Emotions Meet The Object They Seem To Deserve? How Hopelessly We Signal; How Dark The Sky; How Big The Waves. We Are All Lost At Sea, Washed Between Hope And Despair, Hailing Something That May Never Come To Rescue Us.

Irony - The Modern Mode: Either The Devil’s Mark Or The Snorkel Of Sanity.

The Rainbow In Place Of The Unicorn? Why Didn't God Just Restore The Unicorn? We Animals Would Have Been Happier With That, Instead Of A Big Hint In The Sky About God's Magnanimity Every Time It Stopped Raining.

As I've Explained To My Wife Many Times, You Have To Kill Your Wife Or Mistress To Get On The Front Page Of The Papers.