These days, our senses are bombarded with aggression. We are constantly confronted with global images of unending, escalating war and violence. – Margaret J. Wheatley
George Foreman. A miracle. A mystery to myself. Who am I? The mirror says back. The George you was always meant to be. Wasnt always like that. Used to look in the mirror and cried a river. – George Foreman
[T]he sun declined, and we both fell into twilight silence. Night, which in autumn seems to fall from the sky at once, it comes so quickly, chilled us, and we rolled ourselves in our cloaks… – Jules Barbey d’Aurevilly, Les Diaboliques
