In War, One Cannot Say What One

Let’s Not Talk About How I Am. It’s A Subject I Know Too Much About To Want To Think About Anymore.

If He Wrote It, He Could Get Rid Of It. He Had Gotten Rid Of Many Things By Writing Them.

And Who Understands? Not Me, Because If I Did I Would Forgive It All.

Fear Of Death Increases In Exact Proportion To Increase In Wealth.

The Only Thing That Could Spoil A Day Was People. People Were Always The Limiters Of Happiness Except For The Very Few That Were As Good As Spring Itself.