My mother smokes me out. We'll get these long periods of me thinking I'm too busy to call her up or e-mail her and she'll send me something. My mom's a real whiner. I love her to death but she always sends me these 'woe is me' things. I think she might be Jewish. I'm not sure. She's Baptist-Jewish which is a double whammy.
Not necessity not desire - no the love of power is the demon of men. Let them have everything - health food a place to live entertainment - they are and remain unhappy and low-spirited: for the demon waits and waits and will be satisfied.
