I’ve got eight slugs in me. One’s lead, and the rest are bourbon. The drink packs a wallop and I pack a revolver.
-Tracer Bullet, Calvin and Hobbes
If you can’t play it on an acoustic guitar or a grand piano then it’s not a song.
When speed gets in the blood, one must drive to live.
“Pulvis et umbra sumus.”
(We are but dust and shadow.)
-The Odes of Horace
“If you have to ask what jazz is, you’ll never know.”
Hai-wae 2 thuh … DAYNJAH ZOWN-ah!
“Is the spring coming?” he said. “What is it like?”…
“It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine…”