If rape or arson, poison or the knifeHas wove no pleasing patterns in the stuffOf this drab canvas we accept as life -It is because we are not bold enough! - Charles Baudelaire
My candle burns at both endsIt will not last the night;But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends -It gives a lovely light. - Edna St. Vincent Millay
Your memory is a monster; you forget -it doesn't. It simply files thingsaway. It keeps things for you, or hides things from you - and summons them to your recall with a will of its own. You think you have a memory; but it has you! - John Irving