“Hey, Macey, sorry to drop in but Cammie just had to be alone with me. You know how she gets.”

You Don't Know How it Feels
Lyrics, Wildflowers (1994)

"What'd I Say", from the album What'd I Say (1957)

p, 125
The Discovery of Slowness (1983, 1987)

Sun Also Sets

Source: Hardboiled & Hard Luck

Source: Death Bringer

Source: The Exiled Queen

The Intelligent Woman's Guide To Socialism, Capitalism, Sovietism, and Fascism (1928)
1920s
Context: It is far more likely that by the time nationalization has become the rule, and private enterprise the exception, Socialism (which is really rather a bad name for the business) will be spoken of, if at all, as a crazy religion held by a fanatical sect in that darkest of dark ages, the nineteenth century. Already, indeed, I am told that Socialism has had its day, and that the sooner we stop talking nonsense about it and set to work, like the practical people we are, to nationalize the coal mines and complete a national electrification scheme, the better. And I, who said forty years ago that we should have had Socialism already but for the Socialists, am quite willing to drop the name if dropping it will help me to get the thing. What I meant by my jibe at the Socialists of the eighteen-eighties was that nothing is ever done, and much is prevented, by people who do not realize that they cannot do everything at once.