Giving The Utmost Of Herself To Three

Nothing Lasts. Not Even A Great Sorrow.

To Grow Old Is To Have Taken Away, One By One, All Gifts Of Life, The Food And Wine, The Music And The Company. ... The Gods Unloose, One By One, The Mortal Fingers That Cling To The Edge Of The Table.

Only One Person In A Thousand Knows The Trick Of Really Living In The Present. Most Of Us Spend Fifty-nine Minutes An Hour Living In The Past, With Regret For Lost Joys Or Shame For Things Badly Done (both Utterly Useless And Weakening) Or In A Future Which We Either Long For Or Dread. . . . There Is Only One Minute In Which You Are Alive, This Minute, Here And Now. The Only Way To Live Is By Accepting Each Minute As An Unrepeatable Miracle. Which Is Exactly What It Is-a Miracle And Unrepeatable.

A Politician Is Forced To Make A Habit Of Noble Phrases And Optimistic Lies. In The End They Infect Himself.

Truth Is The Only Good And The Purest Pity. ... Men Lie For Profit Or For Pity. All Lies Turn To Poison, But A Lie That Is Told For Pity Or Shame Breeds Such A Host Of Ills That No Power On Earth Can Compass Their Redemption.