The most dangerous word in any human tongue is the word for brother. It's inflammatory.
I am more faithful than I intended to be!
I'm tired and it's taking an increasing amount out of me, more than I have to give physically. And that's why I want to move to Sicily and buy that little farm and raise a flock of goats and geese. I find it peaceful ... and it would be a nice way to end life.
Well, honey, a shot never does a coke any harm!
Just another four-letter word.
All creative work, all life in a sense, is a cri de coeur.