That Which the Tongue Creates...

The speaker declaimed, “Tis’ hard to be old and be an optimist.”  And from the crowd came a response, “Hell, it’s hard to be old.”  The speaker clapped his hands together, gave a little leap and shouted, “I rest my case!”



That which the tongue creates, can by the tongue be destroyed.



All things
that can grow,
will grow.



A guy asked me to pass this along, says he, “Anything you gotta talk about, other than this, ain’t worth the fucking effort.”  (I’ve been sitting on this until a slow news day.)



An ordinary city dweller once asked an Intellectual Revolutionist how long this kinda stuff had been going on, and the subversive replied, “I don’t know, and if I did I’d probably lose all interest.”