Sighing dismally, she acknowledged that some things just weren't humanly possible - not even Martha Stewart could fold fitted sheets. - Karen Marie Moning
In my mind, Martha, you are buried in cement right up to your neck. No… right up to your nose… that’s much quieter. - Edward Albee
LIBERTY, n. One of Imagination's most precious possessions. The rising People, hot and out of breath, Roared around the palace: "Liberty or death!" "If death will do," the King said, "let me reign; You'll have, I'm sure, no reason to complain." Martha Braymance - Ambrose Bierce