There Is No Greater Glory Than To

No Matter What You Do This Year Or In The Next Hundred, You Will Be Dead Forever.

It Was The Year They Fell Into Devastating Love. Neither One Could Do Anything Except Think About The Other, Dream About The Other, And Wait For Letters With The Same Impatience They Felt When They Answered Them.

Gaston Was Not Only A Fierce Lover, With Endless Wisdom And Imagination, But He Was Also, Perhaps, The First Man In The History Of The Species Who Had Made An Emergency Landing And Had Come Close To Killing Himself And His Sweetheart Simply To Make Love In A Field Of Violets.

Ultimately, Literature Is Nothing But Carpentry.

I Would Not Have Traded The Delights Of My Suffering For Anything In The World.