“Tell me, is the rose nakedor is that her only dress?Why do trees concealthe splendor of their roots?Who hears the regretsof the thieving automobile?Is there anything in the world sadder than a train standing in the rain?”
“my beerdrunk soul is sadder than all the dead christmas trees of the world.”
“Why was she sitting in a tree?”“She was hiding from the organ thieves.”Ric blinked. “Sorry?”“Do you really want me to explain it?” “Not particularly.”
“Why," Tanuki grumbled, "would they fell trees but leave men standing? Trees are a damn sight more useful than people, and everything in the world knows that but people.”
“By the way, is there anything sadder than toys on a grave?”
“Her dress was a shade of green only tree lizards should be sporting, and she wore more accessories than a home-shopping hostess.”