In my opinion, there's no condition in life that can't be ameliorated by a dose of junk food.
Ghosts don't haunt us. That's not how it works. They're present among us because we won't let go of them." "I don't believe in ghosts," I said, faintly. "Some people can't see the color red. That doesn't mean it isn't there," she replied.
Grief is as contagious as a yawn.
Kinsey was never a lawyer. She's strictly blue collar.
Life was reduced to its four basic elements: air, food, drink, and a good friend.
Age plays cruel tricks on the human face; all our repressed feelings become visible on the surface, where they harden like a mask.