Ireland's ruins are historic emotions surrendered to time.

A leopard sprawled in the crook of an acacia tree, rising now and then to bite on the remains of a gazelle he had tucked away in a nearby branch, as one would get up from a couch to find some inviting edible in the refrigerator.

I felt like history needed it. I felt like the fans needed it. And most of all, I felt like Phil Mickelson and Tiger Woods needed it.

Captive Greece took captive her savage conquerer and brought the arts to rustic Latium

It's a good thing to be foolishly gay once in a while.

I shall not altogether die.