If all power corrupts, then a doctor, who literally holds life and death in his hands, must be at particular risk.

People were excited by violence. What, after all, was the sexual act but a voluntarily endured assault, a momentary death?

A nation that can't remember its dead will soon cease to be worth dying for.

Perhaps it's only when people are dead that we can safely show how much we cared about them. We know that it's too late then for them to do anything about it.

If all power corrupts, then a doctor, who literally holds life and death in his hands, must be at particular risk.

The great tragedy of Alzheimer's disease, and the reason why we dread it, is that it leaves us with no defence, not even against those who love us.

I wonder if childhood is ever really happy. Just as well, perhaps. To be blissfully happy so young would leave one always seeking to recapture the unobtainable. Like those people who were always happiest at school or university. Always going back. No reunion ever missed. It always seemed to me rather pathetic.