Who Cares?

All cheap artists do self-portraits.

When you understand that the term, “who cares,” is a benediction, you’re making progress.

Only two classes
of people resent
new information –
men and women.

A reporter once asked a cosmic revolutionist, “I expect you’re your own severest critic,” which provoked such volcanic laughter from the rebel that he was put on United Press’s list of unfriendly countries.

A man with one ear will never find solace in solitude.

J.