The Irrelevant

To have a really good act requires simply that you have one truly “great number.”  My act IS my life; my act is my act.  And the ordinary would ask, “But what do we do for an encore?” And the Revolutionist replies, “I AM my own encore.”

Don’t forget, whilst temporarily languishing in the City:

If it took three men to play the bassoon we would not need oars.

Is it some kind of presently unrealized cosmic law that only pitifully serious men can write on serious matters?

History eventually teaches everybody a thing or two, (especially the dead).

The Revolutionist sez, “If it ain’t irrelevant it’s of no interest to me.”

J.