Knocking on Patience's Door

Heard one guy say that he “had it up to here with knocking on patience’s door.”

Never let ‘em film the final hours of a revolution.

Time is the ultimate, 3-Dimensional measurement.

One literary chap claims, in reference to his theories on the power of words, that history, for instance, would have been kinder to the poet Thomas Brown if it were easier to rhyme with his name.

Some of you, well, a few of you, ARE beginning to glimpse me when I tell you that things are not as bad as you THINK they are UNTIL you think they are.  (Of course, the terror beyond even this fright is that NOTHING is as you think it is until you think it is, but we’ll leave that little part for some later Saturn weekend.)

J.