[A] final comfort that is small, but not cold: The heart is the only broken instrument that works.

The heart is the only broken instrument that works.

Rarely has a people paid the lavish compliment and taken the subtle revenge of turning its oppressor's speech into sorcery.

He sometimes ran a purple ribbon through his typewriter and gushed where he should have dammed.

Time makes fools of us all. Our only comfort is that greater shall come after us.

I like to be cold when I go to bed. It makes my blankets smile, and feel useful