That Mossberg," Boris said to me, accepting the bottle passed over the front seat. "Evil dirty thing. Sawed off--? sprays pellets here to Hamburg. Aim it way the fuck away from everyone and still you will hit half the people in the room.

I&#39;ve had a lot of success; I&#39;ve had failures, so I learn from the failure.

Compassion is sometimes the fatal capacity for feeling what it is like to live inside somebody else&#39;s skin. It is the knowledge that there can never really be any peace and joy for me until there is peace and joy finally for you too.

Written By Frederick Buechner

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