in the words of the great Elizabethan wordsmith William Shakespeare, in Hamlet Act IV Scene V, “When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.” or, in the words of the great Twitter wordsmith @Horse_ebooks,
this is 1947 Cincinnati Enquirer erasure
please do not forget your smash mouth
“The philosopher Didactylos has summed up an alternative hypothesis as “Things just happen. What the hell”.” ― Terry Pratchett, Hogfather
“He had noticed that events were cowards: they didn’t occur singly, but instead they would run in packs and leap out at him all at once.”
Griffin McElroy:
Our capacity for love increases with each person we cross paths with
throughout our lives and with each moment we spend with those people.
But too often we neglect that part of ourselves in favor of others, and
by the time we realize just how important it is, we find ourselves with
fewer folks around to practice with.
Also Griffin McElroy:
I’M PART CAR, PART BOY, BOYCAR, THE PROTECTOR AND KING OF CHILLADELPHIA !