Gradually I came to realize that people will more readily swallow lies than truth as if the taste of lies was homey appetizing: a habit.
It would be a bitter cosmic joke if we destroy ourselves due to atrophy of...
Tell the truth work hard and come to dinner on time.
My second husband believed I had such a fickle attitude to friendship that each Friday he would update the list of my 'Top Ten' friends in the manner of a Top Of The Pops chart countdown.
