‘They can’t wipe us out; they can’t lick us. We’ll go on forever, Pa, ’cause we’re the people...’

The Things That Really Matter
‘They can’t wipe us out; they can’t lick us. We’ll go on forever, Pa, ’cause we’re the people...’
‘The flies have conquered the flypaper…’
‘Death was a friend, and sleep was Death’s brother…’