People remain what they are even if their faces fall apart.
Who struggles can fail. Who doesn't struggle has already failed!
For what's the use of talking with a man who has a disease and thinks about the stars?
From the cradle to the coffin underwear comes first.
The shrill voices of those who give orders Are full of fear like the squeakings of Piglets awaiting the butcher's knife, as their fat arses Sweat with anxiety in their office chairs.... Fear rules not only those who are ruled, but The rulers too.
When the praying does no good, insurance does help.