why long for death's marriage bed which human beings all shun? Death comes soon enough and brings and end to everything.

I ride horseback - arthritic knees permitting - or listen to opera. Sometimes I cook. I used to do needlework, but it&#39;s hard on my hands now, so I only do it occasionally, but I like it. And, of course, I read.

This is just how they want you, an animal, a bitch with swollen udder lying in the dirt, blank-faced, surrendered, reduced to this meat, these smells...

How blunt are all the arrows of thy quiver in comparison with those of guilt.

Robert Blair

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