They think my mother's ashes are marijuana.
We'd forgive most things if we knew the facts.
Had Shakespeare listened to the news of Duncans death in a tavern or heard the knocking on his own bedroom door after he had finished the writing of Macbeth?
Failure too is a form of death.
What have we all got to expect that we allow ourselves to be so lined with disappointment?
Unfortunately the innocent are always involved in any conflict. Always, everywhere, there is some voice crying from a tower.