Having lost our present and our future, we had of necessity to bend all our endeavors to the past, which no one could take from us if only we were vigilant enough.
Unacceptable, maybe. But not unthinkable. Nothing's unthinkable once somebody's thought it.
I find the world and all it contains extremely fascinating. Is this sinful?
Thus does the unyielding, inescapable future ineluctably devour the present.
Living, we fret. Dying, we live. I’ll keep that in mind. I’ll be of good cheer.
Stale is stale and borrowed is borrowed, no matter how original your models may have been.