If There's No Game, Isn't Winning A

Suicidal Glory Is The Luxury Of The Irresponsible.

A Hundred Objective Measurements Didn't Sum The Worth Of A Garden; Only The Delight Of Its Users Did That.

When I Go Down Into The Ground At Last, As God Is My Judge, I Pray My Best-beloved May Have Better To Say Of Me Than, "he Didn't Hit Me."

Women Do Desperately Need Models For Power Other Than The Maternal.

There Was No Limit To What One Man Might Do, If He Gave All, And Held Back Nothing.