There Are Always Survivors At A Massacre.

The Gods Give No Gifts Without Hooks Embedded.

"it Was Suicide, Wasn't It?" "in An Involuntary Sort Of Way," Said Vorob'yev. "these Cetagandan Political Suicides Can Get Awfully Messy, When The Principal Won't Cooperate." "thirty-two Stab Wounds In The Back, Worst Case Of Suicide They Ever Saw?" Murmured Ivan, Clearly Fascinated By The Gossip. "exactly, My Lord."

People Give Themselves To You, In Their Talking, And In Other Ways, If You Are Quiet And Patient And Let Them, And Not In Such A Damned Rush To Give Yourself To Them You Go Bat-blind And Deaf.

If You Can't Be Seven Feet Tall, Be Seven Feet Smart.

All The Worry People Expend Over Not Existing After They Die, Yet Nary A One Ever Seems To Spare A Moment To Worry About Not Having Existed Before They Were Conceived. Or At All. After All, One Sperm Over And We Would Have Been Our Sisters, And We'd Never Have Been Missed.