If We Want Things To Stay As

As Always The Thought Of His Own Death Calmed Him As Much As That Of Others Disturbed Him: Was It Perhaps Because, When All Was Said And Done, His Own Death Would In The First Place Mean That Of The Whole World?

To Rage And Mock Is Gentlemanly, To Grumble And Whine Is Not.

Nowhere Has Truth Such A Short Life As In Sicily; A Fact Has Scarcely Happened Five Minutes Before Its Genuine Kernel Has Vanished, Been Camouflaged, Embellished, Disfigured, Squashed, Annihilated By Imagination And Self Interest; Shame, Fear, Generosity, Malice, Opportunism, Charity, All The Passions, Good As Well As Evil, Fling Themselves Onto The Fact And Tear It To Pieces; Very Soon It Has Vanished Altogether.

If We Want Things To Stay As They Are, Things Will Have To Change.

Love. Of Course, Love. Flames For A Year, Ashes For Thirty.