I woke up in bed with a man and a cat. The man was a stranger; the cat was not
The Cat Who Walks Through WallsThe more righteous God appeared, the more resentful I became.
The God I Love: A Lifetime of Walking with JesusA brick could be used to measure the speed of gravity, but an apple offers a tastier option.
A brick and a blanket walk into a barA blanket is a coffin, if the cops are after you and you have to dump a body quick.
A brick and a blanket walk into a barBrick” could be the name of a restaurant. But so could “Blah,” “Gruel,” and “A Taste of the Gulag.”
A brick and a blanket walk into a barThe world, we are told, was made especially for man — a presumption not supported by all the facts.
A Thousand-Mile Walk to the GulfI'm as proud of my inconsistencies as I am my consistencies.
We Make the Road by Walking: Conversations on Education and Social ChangeSome say they stand on the shoulders of giants. True. But have they ever tried walking like one?
Walk Like a Giant