Old Age Makes Caricatures Of Us All.

There Is No Point In Regretting Any Part Of The Past. The Past Can't Now Be Altered, The Future Has Yet To Be Lived, And Consciously To Experience Every Moment Of The Present Is The Only Way To Gain At Least The Illusion Of Immortality.

I Don't Want Anyone To Look To Me, Not For Protection, Not For Happiness, Not For Love, Not For Anything.

Wars May Be Fought By Decent Men, But They're Not Won By Them.

Perhaps It's Only When People Are Dead That We Can Safely Show How Much We Cared About Them. We Know That It's Too Late Then For Them To Do Anything About It.

Unnatural Death Always Provoked A Peculiar Unease, An Uncomfortable Realization That There Were Still Some Things That Might Not Be Susceptible To Bureaucratic Control.