because everybody lies. It's part of living in society .

After I got shot, you want to know the very first thing that entered my mind? The U.S. Mint. I am coin in the U.S. Army. Now, I have two small holes in me. I'm no longer perfectly culled. Do you want to know the very last thing that entered my mind, You.

When you know that someone close to you is going to die, there's a natural tendency to want to spend as much time with them as you can.

A good man is hard to find," she said wistfully. "Not everyone is as lucky as you are.

Who do you think it was that brought the bottle to her?

It was a life, she eventually concluded, that had been lived in the middle ground, where contentment and love were found in the smallest details of people's lives. It was a life of dignity and honor, not without sorrows yet fulfilling in a way that few experiences ever were.

The romantics would call this a love story, the cynics would call it a tragedy.