There is no memory to whom time does not end, nor pain that death does not consume.
An open door always leaves the venture in the misfortunes, to remedy them.
Because I want to make you a savive, Sancho, who does not face the wounds that occur with the instruments that are perhaps in their hands.
"Sir," Sancho replied-, that retreat is not to flee, nor to wait is sanity, when the danger exceeds hope, and of wise is to keep today for tomorrow, and not venture everything in one day.
The Red Lion was a four-ale bar with a handful of lowbrowed sons of toil who looked as though they...
What could you do? Major Major asked himself again. What could you do with a man who looked you...
Why are they going to disappear him? I don't know. It doesn't make sense. It isn't even good...
Havermeyer was a lead bombardier who never missed. Yossarian was a lead bombardier who had been...
Read me back the last line. 'Read me back the last line,' read back the corporal who could take...
Keep in mind that when we talk of a great painting we are not really talking about anything great....
Inscribed on the back was a line from Virgil in Latin: Audentes fortuna juvat. Fortune favors the...
It isn't even good grammar. What the hell does it mean when they disappear somebody?
The rain was pattering hypnotically on the plane's exterior.