The knives of jealousy are honed on details.
A girl phoned me the other day and said... 'Come on over there's nobody home.' I went over. Nobody was home.
A family is a place where principles are hammered and honed on the anvil of everyday living.
I have known war as few men now living know it. It's very destructiveness on both friend and foe has rendered it useless as a means of settling international disputes.
