There's a light at the end of the tunnel. And it's a train.
Sin recognized but that may keep us humble, But oh, it keeps us nasty.
My mom's Jewish and my dad's Irish Catholic alcoholic, so I whine on the inside.
Only when all images of Earth are hushed and the clamor of the senses be stilled, and the soul has passed beyond thought of self, can the eternal wisdom be revealed to the mystic who seeks that highest communion with the unseen.
The best contraceptive is the word no - repeated frequently.
I don't visit my parents often because Delta Airlines won't wait in the yard while I run in.