Losing Gracefully Is Commended But Never Chosen.

Diplomats Lie With A Heavy Sense Of Destiny.

Lies And Promises Are Necessary But Not Sufficient.

My Taking A Seat On The Council Of The Fathers Caused A Desperate Fluttering Among My Ghosts.

Freedom Is The Moment Between Sleep And Waking Before Selfhood And The World Return.

The Truth Usually Has A Slightly Ugly Look.