A woman of many talents. And intelligent, too. He'd probably have to kill her soon.

In that last dance of chances I shall partner you no more. I shall watch another turn you As you move across the floor. In that last dance of chances When I bid your life goodbye I will hope she treats you kindly. I will hope you learn to fly. In that last dance of chances When I know you'll not be mine I will let you go with longing And the hope that you'll be fine. In that last dance of chances We shall know each other's minds. We shall part with our regrets When the tie no longer binds.

Look forward, not back. Correct your course and go on. You cannot undo yesterday's journey.

Tomorrow owes you the sum of your yesterdays. No more than that. And no less.

It's too late to apologize for. I have already forgiven you.

When both my editors say 'This is really bad, you need to change this,' I ignore that at my peril.

It was hard to reconcile the drumbeats and lifted voices in the night with my memories of flames and the screams of dying men. How could humanity range so effortlessly from the sublime to the savage and back again?