But who wants to be foretold the weather? It is bad enough when it comes, without our having the misery of knowing about it beforehand.
There is nothing harder to explain than humor.
I need a weapon,
Tobak Davenport, who is a cross between some Sugar Puffs and Lynn Faulds-Wood, was squatting there before being removed by the local constabulary after he went round to complain about Luther Blisset’s pet turkey fouling the communal herb garden.
Excuse me for a moment, will ye. I think I have to talk to the river,’ he said unsteadily and flopped over the side-rail.
A life is like a book of many chapters and topics. Which Chapter are is your life?
I have learned to thank God for what I cannot see, I have learned to trust God with what I cannot.
What followed was for him a very entertaining spectacle, with one of Edward’s brothers seemingly intent upon the most subtle of seductions and the other barely able to force malmsey past the gorge rising in his throat.
Edward, Edward,” he said with a patronising smile, “there are no unanswered questions of any relevance. Every question that we need to ask has been answered fully. If you can’t find the correct answer then you are obviously asking the wrong question.
It’s spider season. Every year, right about now, thousands of the godless eight-legged bastards emerge from the bowels of hell (or the garden, whichever’s nearest) with the sole intention of tormenting humankind.