The upside to grief is it takes away your appetite. When people say you look good they really mean it. Nature's thoughtful that way.
Even though sometimes you can control your anger, you can't control your sadness.
A stick or a stone only stings for a minute. A name seems to hurt forever.
Our nannas are losers.
Can't we be friends?' I hate your guts, Frankovitch' Can't our guts be friends?
Society just has a way of inhibiting you, which is good and bad.