My father used to say, "Superior people never make long visits, have to be shown Longfellows grave, or the glass flowers at Harvard."
They fought the enemy, we fight fat living and self-pity. Shine, o shine, unfalsifying sun, on this sick scene.
Omissions are not accidents.
There never was a war that was not inward.
Impatience is the mark of independence, not of bondage.
We prove, we do not explain, our birth.