If love were a variety of dog, I’d want mine hot. I’d take my love with ketchup and mustard. - Jarod Kintz

I bought a house in a depressed neighborhood. The prices weren’t low, but the people were all bummed out.

Is a picture really worth a thousand words? What thousand words? A thousand words from a lunatic, or a thousand words from Nietzsche? Actually, Nietzsche was a lunatic, but you see my point. What about a thousand words from a rambler vs. 500 words from Mark Twain? He could say the same thing quicker and with more force than almost any other writer. One thousand words from Ginsberg are not even worth one from Wilde. It’s wild to declare the equivalency of any picture with any army of 1,000 words. Words from a writer like Wordsworth make you appreciate what words are worth.

I’m putting the word “Don’t” on my To Do list.