Occupation: Playwright Birth: January 29, 1919 Death: August 27, 2011
Each of us as he receives his private trouncings at the hands of fate is kept in good heart by hearing of the moth in his brother's parachute and theā¦.
Remember, to them it is us who are the enemy..
Sanity is an illusion caused by alcohol deficiency..
Reality is an illusion created by a lack of alcohol..
I eat merely to put food out of my mind..