Imagination Is At The Root Of Much

The Real Business Of Life Is Trying To Understand Each Other.

There Is No Refuge From Memory And Remorse In This World. The Spirits Of Our Foolish Deeds Haunt Us, With Or Without Repentance.

Every Shot That Kills Ricochets.

In All Secrets There Is A Kind Of Guilt, However Beautiful Or Joyful They May Be, Or For What Good End They May Be Set To Serve. Secrecy Means Evasion, And Evasion Means A Problem To The Moral Mind.

Memory Is Man's Greatest Friend And Worst Enemy.