History Is An Omlette. The Eggs Are

Just Because You Believe It Doesn't Make It So.

We Spend Our Lives Guessing At What's Going On Inside Everybody Else, And When We Happen To Get Lucky And Guess Right, We Think We 'understand.' Such Nonsense. Even A Monkey At A Computer Will Type A Word Now And Then.

Grief,she Reminded Herself, Is Almost Always For The Mourner's Loss.

When There Aren't Any Smart Decisions, I Suppose You Just Have To Pick The Stupid Decision You Like Best.

Withholding A Decision Is A Decision.