I have crushed the cup of youth like a rose between my fingers but its nectar never warmed my weary heart.
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Nationality: Australian Type: Musician Born: March 26, 1949 |
Of what does politics consist except the making of imperfect decisions, many of them unjust and quite a few of them deadly?
It's the boredom that kills you. You read until you're tired of that. You do crossword puzzles until you're tired of that. This is torture. This is mental torture.