I Have A Superstition That If I

The United Nations Emerged As A Temple Of Official Good Intentions, A Place Where Governments Might - Without Abating Their Transgressions - Go To Church; A Place Made Remote - By Agreed Untruth And Procedural Complexity, And By Tedium Itself - From The Risk Of Intense Public Involvement.

The Tragedy Is Not That Love Doesn't Last. The Tragedy Is The Love That Lasts.

I Think That One Is Constantly Startled By The Things That Appear Before You On The Page When You're Writing.

The Sweetness That All Longed For Night And Day. Some Tragedy Might Be Idly Guessed At-loss Or Illness. She Had The Luminosity Of Those About To Die.

That Was The Trouble With Experience; It Taught You That Most People Were Capable Of Anything, So That Loyalty Was Never Quite On Firm Ground -- Or, Rather, Became A Matter Of Pardoning Offenses Instead Of Denying Their Existence.