You can flush my ashes down the toilet, for all I care.
one sank into the ancient sin of anomie when challenges failed.
Whether animals admit it or not, they and I communicate.
Today's youth seem finally to have understood that only by freeing woman from her exclusively sexual role can man free himself from his ordained role in the rat-race: that of the rat.
Quoting, like smoking, is a dirty habit to which I am devoted.
Life has this in common with prizefighting: if you've received a belly blow, it's likely to be followed by a right to the jaw.