The period is to be thanked — for silence.
A pause is a sun, a comma is a shadow.
The well-placed comma removes all the trauma, or adds some drama.
Dance, laugh, yell, anoint — celebrate the screaming point!
Reading is guessing and testing, punctuation pausing and resting.
The colon wears a coat and tie: “Hello, enumeration,” never, “Hi.”
The slammer — a verbal hammer!
The apostrophe is Procrustean; it owns, shortens, and relengthens.
There will always be more to be said; the semicolon will never be dead.
The dash is brash.
There are no stupid question marks; only stupid exclamation points!
The written word is inadequate to convey the human voice; our only hope is to someday reinvent punctuation.