Who but the angels would dare to have their souls reflected on their faces? And even the angels call in sick on bad days.
Some say the world's a blessing. Others say a curse. I can help to make it better, I can make it worse.
My new car has so many bells and whistles I need a couple of robots. One to ring, the other to blow.
Don't bury your talents. Use them to fill in your deficits.
Does St. Peter factor in the many hours a soul has spent making itself presentable to the world?
If my meal needs that acid punch, I use vinegar which keeps forever; not like lemons slowly rotting in their bin.
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It is the confession, not the priest, that gives us absolution. Oscar Wilde
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ReplyDeleteYour second Squib reminds me of me Frost's "Fire and Ice" CS
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