“Our dreams drive us so. One after another. Jasmine sprung bravely from the fertile soil of our suffering. And who can live without dreams? Who loves their brief, sweet passage? Dum vivimus, vivimus. While we live, let us live.” — David B. Lentz Copy Share Image
“God in His infinite wisdom blessed humans with redundant tongues: one to outfit the mouth for speech. And a mother tongue to give it… — David B. Lentz Copy Share Image
“Hacks are killing our national literary culture. America treats best-sellers like literary lions and literary lions worse than stray dogs.” — David B. Lentz Copy Share Image
“The Housefly I’m just a little pesky thing, Flying to eke out a living. So round and round and round I hiss, And fill the air with busy bliss. Of hand and swatter steering clear, I venture to light on crumbs and beer. In salad days I was a Grecian king. War and famine make me sing. How much they’d… — David B. Lentz Copy Share
“To B-major or B-minor: that is the question. Consider that the major and minor chords are separated by the smallest tonal step which is… — David B. Lentz Copy Share Image
“Our dreams drive us so. One after another. Jasmine sprung bravely from the fertile soil of our suffering. And who can live without dreams?… — David B. Lentz Copy Share Image
“Maybe, life is a kind of waking dream. Maybe, it's a double-dream with a false awakening. Maybe, the dream only becomes lucid and truly… — David B. Lentz Copy Share Image
“Tim Finnegan’s Wake by Dr. Thom Dedalus When God reeled in good auld Tim Finnegan, And looked into his green Irish peepers, Said He,… — David B. Lentz Copy Share Image
“I want to kill every best-seller list and encourage Americans to discover for themselves inspired new literature that will endure in perpetuity. Let’s pluck… — David B. Lentz Copy Share Image
“After vindictive winter, apple blossoms seem all the more heaven-sent. Among flashing forsythia and budding rose, dogwood and daffodil, The allure of magnolia, azalea… — David B. Lentz Copy Share Image
“I look forward to the promising upside of the long-term that lingers ahead for me after such abysmal days. Things always just seem to… — David B. Lentz Copy Share Image
