I Have The Death Sentence In Seven

What Is There To Forgive?. . .ignore Forgive And Concentrate On Living. Life For You Is Short; Far Too Short To Allow Small Jealousies To Infringe On The Happiness Which Can Be Yours Only For The Briefest Of Times.

Cats Aren't Really Friendly, They're Just Cozying Up To The Dominant Life-form As A Hedge Against Extinction.

Sorry," [hamlet] Said, Rubbing His Temples. "i Don't Know What Came Over Me. All Of A Sudden I Had This Overwhelming Desire To Talk For A Very Long Time Without Actually Doing Anything.

Death, I Had Discovered Long Ago, Was Available In Varying Flavors, And None Of Them Particularly Palatable.

I Suggest We Depict Penguins As Callous And Unfeeling Creatures Who Insist On Bringing Up Their Children In What Is Little More Than A Large Chest Freezer.