Damn it, why couldn't I have a photographic memory!" "Thank God you don't," Caleb exclaimed in a disgusted tone. "What makes you say that?" Reuben demanded hotly. "Because then she'd be calling you Ruby, and I'd have to be sick to my stomach.

At a Clinton press conference, I'm given the luxury of daydreaming, of being comfortable enough that he could find Peru on a map, say, that I don't have to hang on his every word, praying he won't fuck up.

The sky is just a cover of the limit but never the limit

A motto I've adopted is, if at first you don't succeed, hide all evidence that you ever tried.

Written By Billy Collins

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