Would that death were like this. Would that one would sleep and sleep and sleep forever.

Revenge is the concern of those who are at some point or other beaten. I am not beaten, I told myself. No, not beaten. And victory is far more interesting to contemplate than revenge.

So until we meet again, I am thinking of you always; I love you; I wish you were here...in my arms.

Our language needs endless synonyms for beautiful; the eyes could see what the tongue cannot possibly describe.

I broke with my religion in college.

Amazing what the British do with language; the nuances of politeness. The world's great diplomats, surely.

Get thee behind me, tragedy.