"You can go home again, the General Temporal Theory asserts, so long as you understand that home is a place where you have never been."

Simon & Garfunkel's greatest hits go hard at high volume.

Everybody have fun tonight. Everybody Wang Chung tonight.

You kids can keep your goggles and snapchats. This is a right proper search engine thank you very much.

Please avoid all salads, including word.

"Now this is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning." Winston Churchill

“You've gotta dance with them what brung ya.”

The refurbished Qatar-gifted Air Force One has a shelf of fake books, including some simply labeled "Library." www.independent.co.uk/news/wo...

Trump ruthlessly mocked for fake ‘library’ books on new Qatar-gifted Air Force One

Members of the Trump administration showed off the lavish interior of the new plane for the first time as the president headed to North Dakota

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June 25th is "National Catfish Day."

You don't tug on Superman's cape. You don't spit in the wind. You don't pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger. And you don't mess around with Jim.

The Obama Presidential Center opens today in Chicago. Attached is an image of some dignitaries in attendance. Fun fact: Michelle and GW are besties. We recommend googling their interactions over the years. 100% Delightful!

You've read "The Medium is the Massage" by McCluhen. You've read "Amusing Ourselves to Death" by Postman. We recommend "Screen People" by Megan Garber.

The real deal.

And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays; Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten …

“The game I play is a very interesting one,” says Nobel Laureate Richard Feynman in a low-resolution video posted to YouTube. “It’s imagination in a tight straitjacket.”

Spring time, the only pretty ring time. When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding, sweet lovers love the spring.

The dearest ones of time, the strongest friends of the soul--BOOKS.

Don't meet your heroes.

Every book is a children's book if the kid can read.

"What then must we do?" Tolstoy asked the same question. He wrote a book with that title. He got so upset about the poverty in Moscow that he went one night into the poorest section and just gave away all his money. You could do that now. (from "The Year of Living Dangerously")

There are only two plots in all of literature: 1) A person goes on a journey. 2) A stranger comes to town.

I'd like to be Under the sea In an octopus's garden In the shade...

These days of disinheritance, we feast On human heads. True, birds rebuild Old nests and there is blue in the woods.

The nitrogen in our DNA, the calcium in our teeth, the iron in our blood, the carbon in our apple pies were made in the interiors of collapsing stars. We are made of starstuff.

“Kathy, I’m lost,” I said, though I knew she was sleeping. “I’m empty and aching and I don’t know why.” Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike. They’ve all come to look for America.

2+2=5

You're either on the bus or off the bus.

Time is what keeps everything from happening all at once.

There's a crack in everything. That's how the light gets in.