The ceiling angled down right over me and I raised my arm and touched it with my fingertips. All children, I thought, should be permitted to sleep in such a room; the child loves nooks and odd angles and is frightened into nightmare by equidistance, by parallel planes which conceal nothing.

No matter how lucky you are, life will get tough at some point in life and you will left alone to fight your battle. So stand up champ and show yourself what u r capable of...

I have a piece of great and sad news to tell you: I am dead.

Written By Pope John Paul II

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