Et vera incessu patuit dea. As long as war is regarded as wicked, it will always have its fascination. When it is looked upon at vulgar, it will cease to be popular. The day breaks not, it is my heart. I am the love that dare not speak its name.
Genius is one percent inspiration and ninty-nine percent perspiration.
The day Thou gavest, Lord is ended, The darkness falls at Thy behest. Today you died, and today I lied. I lied because I did not believe you were gone. Sometimes I think you are here, but once again I lie to myself. Humankind cannot bear very much reality.