Never job backwards. What might have been was a waste of time.
Love of life is born of the awareness of death, of the dread of it.
At gambling, the deadly sin is to mistake bad play for bad luck.
Like all harsh, cold men, he was easily tipped over into sentiment.
These blithering women who thought they could do a man's work. Why the hell couldn't they stay at home and mind their pots and pans and stick to their frocks and gossip and leave men's work to the men.
A woman should be an illusion