It's hard to stay calm when you're terrified, helpless, alone, at the mercy of men with no mercy at all.

History is littered with dead good men

Strange, how the best moments of our lives we scarcely notice except in looking back.

A whole new thing. A forging of the humble parts of bread and cheese into a greater whole. I call it...a cheese-trap.

Sometimes when I'm really enjoying a book, I'll read a sentence or paragraph and just think - how can someone's head be wired in such a way that they'd come up with that?

A friendship between a man and a woman was what you called it when one had been pursuing the other for a long time and never gotten anywhere.

That's what courage is. Taking your disappointments and your failures, your guilt and your shame, all the wounds received and inflicted, and sinking them in the past. Starting again. Damning yesterday and facing tomorrow with your head held high. Times change. It's those that see it coming, and plan for it, and change themselves to suit, that prosper.