down these mean streets a man must go who is not himself mean, who is neither tarnished nor afraid...

For the height of this sort of deliciousness is to have nothing but the blankets between you and your snugness and the cold of the outer air. Then there you lie like the one warm spark in the heart of an arctic crystal.

By the essence and nature of existence, contradictions cannot exist. If you find it inconceivable that an invention of genius should be abandoned among ruins, and that a philosopher should wish to work as a cook in a diner -check your premises. You will find that one of them is wrong.

Boondocks' is simply the Tagalog word for mountains.

Written By Sharyn McCrumb

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