And the matron sighed over the destiny of ladies in good society, whose moral judgement led them to love unabashedly and whose depravity led them to pay for it.
There comes a point in one's life where the people whom we grew up admiring begin to die, leaving a great chasm in the world. This is awful enough to deal with without having anything so annoying as f...
There is a very great difference between older and old, the former being desirable and the latter being inevitable.
The past is behind us," said Boudicca,"but the difficulty there is we keep looking over our shoulders.
I am never one to judge others; I am so eccentric myself that I have no right to cast aspersions. A person may or may not like a thing, and I have little to say other than I love it too or how could y...
A heart? Peppone knows where one is to be met with. There is always someone in the black market in need of dying early.
Do what is right and what is good." -- Bryeison to Alasdair before going to his death on the battlefield.
The old who refuse to die merely on principle live on forever, to hate life and complain of all the things they could have been spared had they the good sense to die young.
Astonishing how tea opens the ears.
The sins of my sex... A woman who is ugly is pitiable, but a man who is ugly is forgiven.
Swearing is a currency the countryside spends well.
No one needs Independence. We all just need tea and air conditioners.
Abuse really is its own alphabet. Those who have not gone through it cannot understand it fully. The echos of violence hang in subconscious long after the threat is gone.
The absence of life is not the same as material privation: we will never again see the same soul occupying the same space. The world refers to them as pets, but that is what we do, not really what the...
Another atrocity of summer is soccer. When the Euro Cup is on, it brings out the worst in people. It turns them into ravaging beasts who complain when a team they like, which they have done nothing to...
I don't talk ill about people I don't know," said Bartleby. "I only disparage them in silence and hope they die.
All the friends in the world are in the fountain of a pen.
Women always think in the catastrophic, and when there is a calamity to rectify that might require a unmarried granddaughter, there older women will always act. Their powers of foresight and vigilance...
I leave the outdoors to you. It is too warm out there to read comfortable, and summer, like many uncomfortable things, is as welcome as a dim woman. It is tolerable to look at, but after being made to...
Life makes beggars out of those who have joyful hearts, taxing the living with hardship and tribulation, but the charity of companionship, the currency of shared and unmitigated love, alleviates all d...