People do not die for us immediately, but remain bathed in a sort of aura of life which bears no relation to true immortality but through which they continue to occupy our thoughts in the same way as when they were alive. It is as though they were traveling abroad. – Marcel Proust
Upon awakening in the morning, I wondered if the proceedings of the night before had been a dream. It was hard to believe that I was the worlds heavyweight champion. – Gene Tunney
