Don’t go so fast. Time will reveal society’s perils in due course.
Go door to door, photographing names next to apartment building doorbells. Look up the names on the Internet. Fall in love.
If we could shake every word from every book I doubt we would find CLOTUS in the debris.
Arguments rage over the proper spelling of dachshund, yet dictionaries and other reference materials are readily available to resolve the matter.
No reliable authority has come forward to explain supernatural delight.
Breakfast in bed is overrated. In most countries breakfast in bed is considered unnecessary.
Dinner at a respectable dining establishment should come with an expiration notice. Food should not sit for 6 hours of hardscrabble conversation.
Salt and pepper. Salt and pepper. Salt and pepper.
You two are friends? Good to know.
My problem with photography as a livelihood is that anyone can do it. Any picture taken can be taken by anyone.
What is an ironic nickname for New York City under Mayor Lindsay?
Let me put this where it belongs. That’ll do. That’ll do.
How much longer will you be mine? I haven’t heard it through the grapevine.
Some absolutes remain uncertain, unhip, universal.
Good books cannot be downloaded. I will upload the Good Book overnight.
Words said are said. Words writ are written. Everything said has been said before. Gibberish is the next frontier.
That’s what I want. That’s what I want. That’s what I want. That’s what I want.
