Gracious Dying Is A Huge,

I Have Nothing Against Undertakers Personally. It's Just That I Wouldn't Want One To Bury My Sister.

Gracious Dying Is A Huge, Macabre And Expensive Joke On The American Public.

A Thirteen-year-old Is A Kaleidoscope Of Different Personalities, If Not In Most Ways A Mere Figment Of Her Own Imagination. At That Age, What And Who You Are Depends Largely On What Book You Happen To Be Reading At The Moment.

O Death, Where Is Thy Sting? O Grave, Where Is Thy Victory? Where, Indeed. Many A Badly Stung Survivor, Faced With The Aftermath Of Some Relative's Funeral, Has Ruefully Concluded That The Victory Has Been Won Hands Down By A Funeral Establishment - In Disastrously Unequal Battle.

Objectivity? I've Always Had An Objective.