Death Promises Nothing--not Even Oblivion.

I Read Less And Less. I Have Not Forgiven Books For Their Failure To Tell Me The Truth And Make Me Happy.

Position Yourself Well Enough, And Circumstances Will Do The Rest.

The Lady: A Fluty Voice, Sensible Shoes, A Melancholy Sense Of Living By Rules Few Still Remember.

An Academic Dialect Is Perfected When Its Terms Are Hard To Understand And Refer Only To One Another.

Without The Blessing Of Cowardice, The World Would Long Since Have Been Torn To Bits.