I grew up in a funny way.
Death is delightful. Death is dawn The waking from a weary night Of fevers unto truth and light.
Every person born into this world their work is born with them.
On one issue at least men and women agree they both distrust women.
Truth after all wears a different face to everybody and it would be too...
Gotta break your neck to see a star in this yard.
The dreadful truth is that when people come to see their MP they have run...
When we are dealing with death we are constantly being dragged down by the...
