Life is pleasant. Death is peaceful. It's the transition that's troublesome.
From the moment I picked up your book until I laid it down, I was convulsed with laughter. Some day I intend reading it.
It?s like your batteries get low, and you need to charge them on someone else?s story.
I write because I'm afraid to say some things out loud.
Ask not what you can do for your country. Ask what's for lunch.
I didn't even breathe.
True friends are those who really know you but love you anyway.