Fig Newton: The force required to accelerate a fig 39.37 inches per sec.
That money talks, I'll not deny, I heard it once: It said, 'Goodbye'.
Love unlocks doors and opens windows that weren't even there before.
A corpse is meat gone bad. Well and what's cheese? Corpse of milk.
To find a form that accommodates the mess, that is the task of the artist now.
Everybody talks about the weather, but nobody does anything about it.