Or Else

by Joe Hart

A wonderful fact to reflect upon, that every human creature is constituted to be that profound secret and mystery to every other. —Charles Dickens

But I like to think things have a way of working out, a natural order sometimes disguised as chaos.

We made our way across the plots to where fresh earth had been turned and hidden beneath gaudy green cloth, as if the offense were the dirt.

life is like dementia. Anything can slip away at any time. You gotta hold on to the things that matter as long as you can.”

Words are funny things. They’re warped mirrors of what we mean, and only once in a while do they reflect the truth.

Only in America could you be crushed by the wheel of medical expense before the disease being treated actually killed you.

Winston Churchill had supposedly once said. If you’re going through hell, keep going.

It’s funny the things you remember and what you forget. All of it’s important, every last second.

We wish our loved ones long lives and quick deaths. It’s what separates us from animals.