The curtain was up. I'm a diabetic. I like children just fine. If they're cooked right. The problem with her is that she lacks the power of conversation but not the power of speech.
Consistency is the last refuge of the unimaginative.
It's not that I'm afraid to die. It's just that I don't want to be there when it happens. Man is a dog's ideal of what God should be. Time is God's way of making certain that everything doesn't all happen at once. Idealism increases in direct proportion to one's distance from the problem.