I still catch myself feeling sad about things that donโt matter anymore.
Big, undreamed-of things โ the people on the edge see them first.
Nowadays, of course, just about our only solvent industry is the merchandising of death, bankrolled by our grandchildren.
Love may fail, but #โ courtesy will prevail.
[People] want to feel superior, so they imagine we're Bible thumpers and uneducated and all that.
There's a Chaplain who never visited the front.