Life has a soundtrack. Sometime we choose the song. Sometimes the song chooses us. Sometimes it’s just a freight train careening off the rails....
“Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of...
“All the tales of miracles, with which the Old and New Testament are filled, are fit only for impostors to preach and fools to...