And In That Fraction Of A Second

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.

When I Was Young, Some Women Told Me They Loved Me For My Long Eyelashes. I Accepted. Later It Was For My Wit. Then For My Power And Money. Then For My Talent. Then For My Mind-deep. Ok, I Can Handle All Of It. The Only Woman Who Scares Me Is The One Who Loves Me For Myself Alone. I Have Plans For Her. I Have Poisons And Daggers And Dark Graves In Caves To Hide Her Head. She Can't Be Allowed To Live. Especially If She's Sexually Faithful And Never Lies And Always Puts Me Ahead Of Everything And Everyone.

Never Show Anger At Slight,tell Nothing.earn Respect From Everyone By Deeds,not Words.respect The Members Of Your Blood Family.gambling Was Recreation,not A Way To Earn A Living.love Your Father,your Mother, Your Sister But Beware Of Loving Any Other Woman Than Your Wife.and A Wife Was A Woman Who Bore Your Children.and Once That Happened To You,your Life Was Forfeit To Give Them Their Daily Bread

The Truth Now.he Was Disappointed In Human Beings.he Had Seen Too Many Betrayals,too Many Pitiful Weaknesses,too Much Greed For Money And Fame.the Falseness Between Lovers,husbands And Wifes,fathers,sons,mothers,daughters

I Want To Tell You A Story. I Have No Other Vanity.