I have faced death this night, and I have called his bluff.

And we ask ourselves, if there is a God, how can this happen? Better to ask, if there is a God... must it be sane?

I held her close for only a short time, but after she was gone, I'd see her smile on the face of a perfect stranger and I knew she would be there with me all the rest of my days.

I wish I could live forever even after death.

MISERICORDE, n. A dagger which in mediaeval warfare was used by the foot soldier to remind an unhorsed knight that he was mortal.

I thought of myself as a species of knight errant attacking dragons single-handedly and rescuing musical virtue in distress.