Her body was wrapped in shadows like moth wings, like rose-petals.
He had a massive stroke. He died with his tie on. Do you think that could be our generation's equivalent of that old saying about dying with your boots on?
...you need openness and inability to do anything other than get to the point.
He had come to believe that life was a series of ironic ambushes. - Doctor Sleep
If you donโt have the time to do something right, where are you going to find the time to fix it?
Rightly tired of the pain ฤฐ hear and feel, boss... where we's comin from or goin to or why... If ฤฐ could end it, ฤฐ would. But ฤฐ can't.