She cared for her ailing brother day in, day out.

I've had enough of watching scenes / With schizophrenic, egocentric, paranoiac, prima-donnas

I notice that when I move through the world at this pace, I tend to do what a friend calls “wearing my grumpy pants.”

He's won his last battle. He failed to win the Korean War. He couldn't win it. He had to sign a truce. That's a loss. Any time Uncle Sam, with all his machinery for warfare, is held to a draw by some rice-eaters, he's lost the battle.