“At the end of a criminal’s life, it’s always the small mistake, the coincidence, the lark. The time we got too comfortable, the time we slipped up, the time someone aimed a little to the left. I’ve heard Grandad’s war stories a thousand times. How they finally got Mo. How Mandy almost got away. How Charlie fell. Birth to grave, we know it’ll be us one day. Our tragedy is that we forget it might be someone else first.”
“One of the tragedies of our life is that we keep forgetting who we are”
“We always feel that life of others is better than ours..but we always forget that we are also 'OTHERS' for someone else!”
“Tragedy is when someone ends up dead.Everything else is just a bump in the road.”
“Every time someone forgets, someone else disappears,' my brother wrote.”