There is satiety in all things, in sleep, and love-making, in the loveliness of singing and the innocent dance.

The sun rose on the flawless brimming sea into a sky all brazen-all one brightening for gods immortal and for mortal men on plowlands kind with grain.

The information superhighway showed the average person what some nerd thinks about Star Trek.

Better to live or die, once and for all, than die by inches.

And his good wife will tear her cheeks in grief, his sons are orphans and he, soaking the soil red with his own blood, he rots away himself-more birds than women flocking round his body!

All the survivors of the war had reached their homes and so put the perils of battle and the sea behind them.

Words empty as the wind are best left unsaid.