The men led the way while their wives dropped back a couple of paces and began to chat with each other like long lost friends.They had both begun thei... lives in dire straits. Also, both had proven they were capable of great sacrifice for those they loved. Right then, they were two nice young women who had a hunger for more. They didn't know what "more" was; they couldn't define it. All they were certain of was something was missing in their lives. And whatever it was, they wanted it. It was. I heard him get off the horse and I heard him walk up to the door but I never heard the shotgun fire. All I heard was my voice as I sang, ‘ I sing because I am happy, I sing because I am free…’ but it wasn’t Pa it was Sam. I buried him on top of the hill too but on the other side of the tree. The shotgun resting by the tree already reloaded. Pa came later and I shot him too. Buried him beside Sam all the while singing, ‘ I sing because I am happy, I sing because I am free…’ I imagined Sam and. Some day I intend reading it.Learn from the mistakes of others. You can never live long enough to make them all yourself.The secret of life is honesty and fair dealing. If you can fake that, you've got it made.I sent the club a wire stating, PLEASE ACCEPT MY RESIGNATION. I DON'T WANT TO BELONG TO ANY CLUB THAT WILL ACCEPT ME AS A MEMBER.Politics is the art of looking for trouble, finding it everywhere, diagnosing it incorrectly and applying the wrong remedies.I've had a perfectly wonderful. So quicklymy girlfriends became my ex-girlfriends. Fucking descent girls actuallyfelt like a chore. Sure I got off from fucking nice girls but it tookallot of effort. I had to pretend that I was fucking some uselesswhore. But even then, it wasn't the same. Deep down, I knew theyweren't some whore degrading herself just for a few dollars.It's the knowledge that I was using these sluts that excited me. Thepower that I had over these useless whores was what I sought. I justloved using them.