Our dilemma is that we hate change and love it at the same time what we really want is for things to remain the same but get better.
Each instant of life is a step toward death.
One often calms one's grief by recounting it.
We never taste a perfect joy our happiest successes are mixed with sadness.
Master of the universe but not of myself I am the only rebel against my...
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...
