... Too Much Brooding, Not Enough Doing.

I Still Maintain That An Ordinary Human Being Has The Right To Be Horrified By A Mangled Body Seen On An Afternoon Walk.

I Doubt We Will Ever Be Forgiven. All I Hope Is – They'll Remember We Were Human Beings

Think Of Any Great Man Or Woman. How Can You Separate Them From The Years In Which They Lived? You Can't. Their Greatness Lies In Their Response To That Moment.

Nothing So Completely Verifies Our Perception Of A Thing As Our Killing Of It.

They Waited. The Door Did Not Open. The Rain Did Not Stop. The Darkness Made A Tent And Covered Them Completely.