Our Own Death Wish Is Our Only

The Other Dons In The Room Applauded And Rose To Shake Hands With Everybody In Sight And To Congratulate Don Corleone And Don Tattaglia On Their New Friendship. It Was Not Perhaps The Warmest Friendship In The World, They Would Not Send Each Other Christmas Gift Greetings, But They Would Not Murder Each Other. That Was Friendship Enough In This World, All That Was Needed.

He Had Long Ago Learned That Society Imposes Insults That Must Be Borne, Comforted By The Knowledge That In This World There Comes A Time When The Most Humble Of Men, If He Keeps His Eyes Open, Can Take His Revenge On The Most Powerful.

I Like To Drink Wine More Than I Used To. Anyway, I'm Drinking More.

What We Think Of As Our Sensitivity Is Only The Higher Evolution Of Terror In A Poor Dumb Beast. We Suffer For Nothing. Our Own Death Wish Is Our Only Real Tragedy.

Do You Believe A Man Can Truly Love A Woman And Constantly Betray Her?never Mind Physically But Betray Her In His Mind,in The Very "poetry Of His Soul".well,it's Not Easy But Men Do It All The Time.