The vilest scramble for loot that ever disfigured the history of human conscience.
One can't live with one's finger everlastingly on one's pulse.
She feared the unknown as we all do, and her ignorance made the unknown infinitely vast.
It's only those who do nothing that make no mistakes, I suppose.
Your strength is just an accident owed to the weakness of others.
A writer without interest or sympathy for the foibles of his fellow man is not conceivable as a writer.