War may be an auction for countries. For soldiers it's a lottery.
Musicโs a wood you walk through.
Why fight the 'natural' (oh, weaselly word!) order of things? Why? Because of this--one fine day, a purely predatory world shall consume itself. In an individual, selfishness uglifies the soul; for the human species, selfishness is extinction.
The earth's a door if you press your ear against it.
The song instantly insisted it'd never existed.
Japanese food makes me feel particularly good.