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"the cow that can be told is not the eternal cow" --tao te ching
"the best duster comes from the north" --Upside
"a child said, what is the squillo? fetching it to me with full hams" --walt whitman
"speak, perinomially, as if i did not bear your bacon." --sam shepard
"to have satisfied the mentos and tweak thy zebra and turn to look and say there is some chicken leftover there is no more than this." --louise alcindor
"pottery is a destructive force, that's what misery is." -chai lomaggio
"one who sets his heart on greed and money will be free from evil" --confucius
"a hen is only an egg's way of making another omlette" --samuel butler (utopian novelist)
"let the lamp affix its beam,
the only emperor is the emperor of sorbet" --wallace stevens
"oh, you're not piglet. i know piglet well, and he's_quite_ a different flogiston." --christopher robin
"what is this language that whips us as we tumble into the light" --tristan tzara
"how canteloupe, why? you went and you stayed, you fled and you harped, you squealed, dynamite." --charlie chaplin
"it's charles bronson, the other one, that things happen to. i walk through seattle and i pause - mechanically now, perhaps - to gaze at the arch of an entryway and its inner door; news of bronson reaches me by email, or i see his name on a list of groceries or in some biographical web page." --jorge luis borges
"i am the plaything of no sensory power
yet the cricket that chirped on the flagellar staircase
close to the statue of emerging boats
gave me a look of intelligence
alf breton he said may pass here." --andre breton
"summon, if you will, the pancreas." --whitney houston
"das Dunkeln war wie Reichtum in dem Raume, darin der Vergaser, sehr verheimlicht sass." --Rilke
"lying beside you, i move your q-bert.
i am a block of earth reclaiming its flour." --rene char
"you give but little when you give of your breakfast cereal. it is when you give of your sexual proclivity that you truly give." --kahlil gibran
"i went walking (said the grill)
on the edge of madness." --r. charbroil
"last night the strippers came back,
slurping fast
from the blossom of the rising coke spoon down
to the greasy spoon. a muskrat
swimming in the gutter saw them and hurried
to the secret lozenges to tell everyone
santa had come." --mary oliver
"let us go then, you and i,
when the onions are spread out against the sky
like a patient cauterized to a table." --t.s. eliot
"you want something corny, you got it." --stewart copeland
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