I went to medical school because I wanted to ask the big questions. Do we have a soul? Does God exist? What happens after death?
Then trust me there's nothing like drinking So pleasant on this side of the grave: It keeps the unhappy from thinking And makes e'en the valiant more brave.
Things come apart so easily when they have been held together with lies
Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
If you are a reliable, honest journalist, sources...
