“Mom used to say that politeness is deception in pretty packaging.”
“Sorry, am I being rude?" she asks."I'm used to saying whatever is on my mind. Mom used to say that politeness is deception in pretty packaging”
“Politeness is deception in pretty packaging.”
“Carmel’s a very pretty girl,” she says hopefully. “Thomas seems to think so.” She sighs, then smiles. “Good. He could use a woman’s touch.” “Mom,” I groan. “Gross.” “Not that kind of touch,” she laughs.”
“Life is NOT a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely, in a pretty and well preserved package...But rather, to skid in sideways, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming...WOW, WHAT A RIDE!!!”
“Old paper, which my mom used to say was the smell of time itself.”