Good God, if our civilization were to sober up for a couple of days it'd die of remorse on the third.

Long for me as I for you, forgetting, what will be inevitable, the long black aftermath of pain.

Muzzle a dog and he will bark out of the other end.

War is being declared tomorrow here so perhaps you can understand that I have been working under difficulties, but difficulties negligible compared with what others have to go through.