Wars May Be Fought By Decent Men,

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

Early This Morning, 1 January 2021, Three Minutes After Midnight, The Last Human Being To Be Born On Earth Was Killed In A Pub Brawl In A Suburb Of Buenos Aires, Aged Twenty-five Years, Two Months And Twelve Days.

Youth Goes Caparisoned In Immortality.

No Government Can Act In Advance Of The Moral Will Of The People.

What Was So Terrible About Grief Was Not Grief Itself, But That One Got Over It.