The Questioners Had That Beautiful Detachment And

For Luck You Carried A Horse Chestnut And A Rabbit?s Foot In Your Right Pocket. The Fur Had Been Worn Off The Rabbit?s Foot Long Ago And The Bones And The Sinews Were Polished By The Wear. The Claws Scratched In The Lining Of Your Pocket And You Knew Your Luck Was Still There.

Life Breaks Us All But In The End We Are Stronger In The Broken Places.

Live The Full Life Of The Mind, Exhilarated By New Ideas, Intoxicated By The Romance Of The Unusual.

Men Cannot Act Before The Camera In The Presence Of Death.

The Most Beautiful Fighting Machine I Have Ever Seen