A sense of humor is a requisite to surviving in our demanding world

The kid looked at the man. His head was strangely narrow and his hair was plastered up with mud in a bizarre and primitive coiffure. On his forehead were burned the letters H T and lower and almost between the eyes the letter F and these markings were splayed and garish as if the iron had been left too long. When he turned to look at the kid the kid could see that he had no ears.

For me it was a lot harder to come to terms with the death of my grandfather than it was to come to terms with what&#39;s happened to the former Yugoslavia.

How many of the things I fear or dread are actually things that I want?

Written By Augusten Burroughs

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