Is it really beyond our wits to devise some form of censorship which would trap only the crudely sadistic?
Storm JamesonThe past is able to close round certain moments, as if they were seeds, and deliver them again fresh and living in the present.
Storm Jamesonto grow old is to have taken away, one by one, all gifts of life, the food and wine, the music and the company. ... the gods unloose, one by one, the mortal fingers that cling to the edge of the table.
Storm Jameson