The more syllables a euphemism has, the further divorced from reality it is.

Tell the people you love that you love them, at every opportunity.

Grudges are a waste of perfect happiness. Laugh..apologiz e..let go of what you can't change.

Let a smile be your umbrella, and you'll end up with a face full of rain.

People can't seem to get it through their heads that there is never any healing or closure. Ever. There is only a short pause before the next "horrifying" event. People forget there is such a thing as memory, and that when a wound "heals" it leaves a permanent scar that never goes away, but merely fades a little. What really ought to be said after one of these so-called tragedies is, "Let the scarring begin.

If all our national holidays were observed on Wednesdays, we could wind up with nine-day weekends.

By and large, language is a tool for concealing the truth.