There is nothing worse than an enemy with imagination.

Men are born to sin…What does matter most, is not that we err, it is that we do benefit from our mistakes, that we are capable of sincere repentance, of genuine contrition.

Forget the threat of Hell's infernal flames. The true torture would condemn a man to wait and wait and wait - for an eternity

Abigail Adams could become my favorite historical sleuth.

Autumn that year painted the countryside in vivid shades of scarlet, saffron and russet, and the days were clear and crisp under harvest skies.

A cynic who was still saddened whenever his jaundiced view of mankind was confirmed.

For every wound, the ointment of time.