Why does life carry some people on the crest of the wave while others drown beneath the water?

Her beauty might fascinate men, but it was difficult to charm them when she stood mute. . . .

Nothing is forever...nothing lasts.

the one for whom the sun shines.. -Ramses II

I'd always thought I would feel like an animal released from its cage when my student days were finished, I felt more like a bird that had been pushed from its nest and told it must fly.

This is how memories are; what seems so clear and unforgettable at one moment vanishes like steam the next.

After all, that's why we read historical fiction-to be transported to another time, and to be astonished at ancient people's lives and traditions, just as they would probably be astonished at ours.