Her stillness was such a contrast to all the jumbled communication inside me that I suddenly felt what a tiresome fellow I was, always filling the air with the rattle of words and anxieties.
It's too late to apologize for. I have already forgiven you.
One had a knife. But I had a staff and was trained to use it.
Very little worth knowing is taught by fear.
There is little in life so reassuring as a genuine welcome.
You can be the dead fish. I'll be the old stick