My uncle Sammy was an angry man. He had printed on his tombstone: What are you looking at?
Margaret SmithI went out to dinner with a Marine last weekend. He looked across the table and he goes, "I could kill you in seven seconds." I go, "I'll just have toast, then."
Margaret SmithOnly 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.
Margaret Smith