In life’s journey to the grave, we shouldn’t intend to arrive safely in a pretty and well-preserved body; rather, we should skid in broadside, thoroughly used up and totally worn out, loudly proclaiming, ‘Wow! What a ride!’
In life’s journey to the grave, we shouldn’t intend to arrive safely in a pretty and well-preserved body; rather, we should skid in broadside, thoroughly used up and totally worn out, loudly proclaiming, ‘Wow! What a ride!’