One's real life is so often the life that one does not lead.

One's real life is so often the life that one does not lead.

Nonsense is to sense, as shade to light; it heightens effect

Nonsense is to sense, as shade to light; it heightens effect

There's a skin without and a skin within,
A covering skin and a lining skin,
But the read more

There's a skin without and a skin within,
A covering skin and a lining skin,
But the skin within is the skin without
Doubled and carried complete throughout.

Fantasy is an exercise bicycle for the mind. It might not take you anywhere, but it tones up the muscles read more

Fantasy is an exercise bicycle for the mind. It might not take you anywhere, but it tones up the muscles that can. Of course, I could be wrong.

Conductor, when you receive a fare,
Punch in the presence of the passenjare.
A blue trip slip read more

Conductor, when you receive a fare,
Punch in the presence of the passenjare.
A blue trip slip for an eight-cent fare,
A buff trip slip for a six-cent fare,
A pink trip slip for a three-cent fare,
Punch in the presence of the passenjare!
Punch, brothers! punch with care!
Punch in the presence of the passenjare!

He killed the noble Mudjokivis.
Of the skin he made him mittens,
Made them with the fur read more

He killed the noble Mudjokivis.
Of the skin he made him mittens,
Made them with the fur side inside,
Made them with the skin side outside.
He, to get the warm side inside,
Put the inside skin side outside;
He, to get the cold side outside,
Put the warm side fur side inside.
That's why he put the fur side inside,
Why he put the skin side outside,
Why he turned them inside outside.

We live in a fantasy world, a world of illusion. The great task in life is to find reality.

We live in a fantasy world, a world of illusion. The great task in life is to find reality.

A little nonsense, now and then, is relished by the wisest men

A little nonsense, now and then, is relished by the wisest men

It is in our idleness, in our dreams, that the submerged truth sometimes comes to the top.

It is in our idleness, in our dreams, that the submerged truth sometimes comes to the top.