Brutal men with unlimited power are the same all over the world
I do not allow myself vain regrets or foreboding.
The weight that hangs upon our eyelids - is of lead.
Threatened men live long.
I will laugh at the laughable while I breathe
Richmond has fallen - and I have no heart to write about it... They are too many for us. Everything lost in Richmond, even our archives. Blue-black is our horizon.