Writing

When you choose sleep over sex more than occasionally, you have become old.

Inspiration slithers more often than it strikes.

To morons, logic looks like magic.

You don’t need to play a musical instrument to know a song sucks when you hear it.

In the wilderness of wisdom, words might as well be water.

Nothing in life is more important than getting enough sleep — except for maybe having lots of sex and making tons of money.

The hair of history grays. Its face wrinkles. Its stature shrinks. Even its memory fades. But every day, never failing, it wakes up with the sun and, picking up its pen, it writes an entry in a journal for its children one day to read.

Parents stay at home, and children explore the world. When the order reverses itself, nature intervenes.

A single human living in a mansion all alone might as well be a mummy in a pyramid.

War exists so that men might build monuments.