Sooner or later a black car came for everyone.

If you didn't have me to rake you over the coals now and then, there wouldn't be any fire in your life at all.

We'll have freedom, love and health/When the grand red flag is flying, In the Workers' Commonwealth.

I didn't know the inner me was hungry," I said to Art. "That's because it already starved to death.

Music [is] the third rail of life. You grabbed it to shock yourself out of the dull drag of hours. To feel something. To burn with all the emotions you didn't get to experience in the ordinary run of school, TV, and loading the dishwasher after dinner.

Pick a sin we can both live with, is what I ask.

But God fears women even more that He fears the devil- and is right to. She, with her power to bring life into the world, was truly made in the image of the Creator, not man.