Grammar is not a set of arbitrary rules; it is a compact between people who wish to understand each other.
It is the first purpose of hope to make hopelessness bearable.
Life is short, God's way of encouraging a bit of focus.
Usually the woman has an appointment with destiny, and the man just happens to be there.
I am not certain of the hereafter. Frankly, I'm not all that certain of the here.
All is illusion, although as long as there's an illusion that the kids need to be fed, all might as well be reality.