To be Irish is to know that in the end the world will break your heart.
Pandaemonium was inhabited by creatures quite convinved that the great Satan had their best interests at heart. Poor little devils.
At the heart of the deterioration of the fabric of the Negro society is the deterioration of the Negro family.
We've come full circle but the best remains the heart of the city, the greatest center of the greatest city, our Acropolis, where our Christmas tree is lighted.
