Half Asleep in Frogg pajamas.
Tom RobbinsTo the extent that this world surrenders its richness and diversity, it surrenders its poetry; to the extent that it relinquishes its capacity to surprise, it relinquishes its music; to the extent that it loses its ability to tolerate ridiculous and even dangerous exceptions, it loses its grace.
Tom RobbinsTime passed. Art came off the walls and became rituals. Ritual became religion. Religion spawned science. Science led to big business. And big business, if it continues on its present, mindless trajectory, could land those lucky enough to survive its ultimate legacy back into caves again.
Tom RobbinsWhat an electric heater perched upon the rim of the bathtub of the world that dead Jesus was.
Tom RobbinsSometimes one gets the feeling that life still thinks it's living in Paris in the '30s.
Tom RobbinsTags: life-paris
This cave within a cave, this paleolithic pussy, this decent into the deepest dark of fuck.
Tom RobbinsThe Conch Shell´s tint was that of a vagina blowing bubble gum.
Tom RobbinsThere is a sense in which a painted stick is a stick in bloom. This stick points to the hidden face of God. Sometimes it points to you.
Tom RobbinsThere is light underwater, even at night, but it is a far cry from the lights that we all know and love... the light by which the reaper reads his list.
Tom RobbinsEllen Cherry was from the south and had good manners. She didn´t have any panties on, but she had good manners.
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