What you alter in the remembering has yet a reality, known or not.

Well, I guess in all honesty I would have to say that I never knew nor did I ever hear of anybody that money didnt change.

This country will kill you in a heartbeat and still people love it.

He thought each memory recalled must do some violence to its origins. As in a party game. Say the words and pass it on. So be sparing. What you alter in the remembering has yet a reality, known or not.

If you break little promises, you'll break big ones.

By day the banished sun circles the earth like a grieving mother with a lamp.

The cooler days have brought a wistful mood upon him. The smell of coalsmoke in the air at night. Old times, dead years. For him such memories are bitter ones.