Some beautiful paths can’t be discovered without getting lost.

Mr. Williquosi, I didn’t mean to stab you in your gums with your fork. I was merely trying to spoon-feed you information.

I like to spoon after I fork.

Did you know you can drink food? It’s true! It’s called soup, and I eat it with a fork. I’m as efficient as the government.

After a good run, my legs feel like Jell-O. Somebody get me a spoon and stick a fork in me.

Your fork is my shovel. I eat real estate and I drink coffee.

It was either the chaos of a crowd of thoughts or the silence of solitude… nothing in between..