If things are going untowardly one month, they are sure to mend the next.

The wind blows smoothly,
  My hairs flows nicely,
  You talk so sweetly,
  God made you with pure beauty,
  You are a adorable cutie.

But then, his revenge had been more direct. He’d hunted down the ones who’d killed his sister and nephew – those who’d survived his mother’s attack – and he’d made them wish they’d never been born with nerve endings.' (Acheron)

...nothing is more uplifting in all of life than righteous anger.

Written By Philip Roth

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