Good riddance to bad rubbish.
The future is like the moon. You never expect to go there, or think about what it might be like.
Keep marching boys and girls. Keep marching
Do not despair, my friend. Today is theirs, but the future is ours
I could tell you all the medical terminology,' She says. 'But what finally happened is his heart got to big for his body'
His heart was simply to big for his body.