if death becomes cheap it is the watcher, not the dying, who is poisoned.

if death becomes cheap it is the watcher, not the dying, who is poisoned.

Things come suitable to the time.

Dead news like dead love has no phoenix in its ashes.

The Press blew, the public stared, hands flew out like a million little fishes after bread.

Let this serve as an axiom to every lover: A woman who refuses lunch refuses everything.

After forty years of marriage we still stood with broken swords in our hands.