Death will never be pretty - its sights and smells too close and crude. And it will never come under our control: it gallops where we tiptoe, rips up our routines, burns our very breath with its heat and sting.
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Nationality: American Type: Journalist Born: 1960 |
“Mothers are the people who love us for no good reason. And those of us who are mothers know it's the most exquisite love of all.”
“Then, when the Depression came, all of this changed completely. Since that time, the entire public is of a very different sort and there was not so much support for contemporary music in a direct way.”