Wednesday One Liners
“My brightest ideas are darker than death compared to the dazzling displays of humour that I forlornly overhear others express,” Eli Jones.
“the area of our unconcern is so vast only the marble statuary on our lots can last,” Christopher Mulrooney, “rejection slip.”
“Jazz cops with ivory nightsticks, leaning on the heads of imitation Negroes, selling ice cubes to returned virgins, wrapping velvet Band-aids, over holes in the arms of heaven-headed junkies.” Bob Kaufman, “San Francisco Beat.”