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I Would Stand And Look Out Over The Roofs Of Paris And Think, "do Not Worry. You Have Always Written Before And You Will Write Now. All You Have To Do Is Write One True Sentence. Write The Truest Sentence That You Know.

How Did You Go Bankrupt?" Two Ways. Gradually, Then Suddenly.

Home Is Where The Heart Is, Home Is Where The Fart Is. Come Let Us Fart In The Home. There Is No Art In A Fart. Still A Fart May Not Be Artless. Let Us Fart And Artless Fart In The Home.

That Every Day Should Be A Fiesta Seemed To Me A Wonderful Discovery.

When You Start To Live Outside Yourself, It's All Dangerous.