So you’re afraid, eh?” he sneered. “Yes,” I said defiantly and honestly, “I am afraid.” “That’s the way with you fellows,” he cried, half angrily, “sentimentalizing about your immortal souls and afraid to die.

As some one has said, they do everything for the poor except get off their backs.

Mama always said, dying was a part of life. I sure wish it wasn’t.

After all is said and done, a hell lot of a lot more is said than done.