And though I remember her name I cannot recall her face. All things pass.
I think before I act---and then think again. I am not entirely a coward, but I do not lose myself in action as you do.
What men do matters more than what they know.
We had been friends. We could not become strangers. It left only one thing: we must be enemies.
What tricks the mind is what the mind is glad to be tricked by.
There is always something to lose. But maybe more to gain.