If you knew enough Greek, she thought, you could assemble a word that meant divination via the pattern of grease left on a paper plate by broasted potatoes. But it would be a long word.
— William Gibson
4201 Shake and Tumble When the wind blows wild, the windows shake, and the cat shelters under the bed, let go and let the wind throw and tumble you you may find a there's whole different view with abundant possibilities just ahead and you can see clearly what was once opaque.
1010 My Tears Grow Thick Too many starve, too many sick Too many die and my tears grow thick Too many rich grasping for power Holding so tight that no one can flower The season will pass, but till that time I can't but ask why we continue this crime