You Can't Eat Hope,' The Woman Said.

What Matters In Life Is Not What Happens To You But What You Remember And How You Remember It.

He Governed As If He Felt Predestined To Never Die

She Had The Revelation One Sunday That While The Other Instruments Played For Everyone The Violen Played For Her Alone .

They Were So Close To Each Other That They Preferred Death To Separation.

He Who Awaits Much Can Expect Little.