When does loyalty become martyrdom?
There's no point living if you can't, at least occasionally, live.
We're as ephemeral as raindrops. We all fall, and we all land somewhere.
Some pious men may find this truth unorthodox and bitter: But Nature, Chance, and Time ensure survival of the fitter!
It was the kind of experience, Molly said, that would grow calluses on an angel's ass.
The attacking piece displaces its victim. The vanquished piece leaves the plane of the board entirely. But it does not, in a higher sense, cease to exist.