When a man dies they who survive him ask what property he has left behind. The angel who bends over the dying man asks what good deeds he has sent before him. – The Koran
Our children await Christmas presents like politicians getting in election returns: theres the Uncle Fred precinct and the Aunt Ruth district still to come in. – Marcelene Cox
I’ve made an odd discovery. Every time I talk to a savant I feel quite sure that happiness is no longer a possibility. Yet when I talk with my gardener, I’m convinced of the opposite. – Bertrand Russell
