She kissed their knife marred bodies, for every act of war has, at its heart, an act of mercy.

The voids in her soul turned every touch of someone else into the reminiscent of his love inside her.

A flower doesn't love you or hate you, it just exists.

After about the first Millennium, Italy was the cradle of Romanesque architecture, which spread throughout Europe, much of it extending the structural daring with minimal visual elaboration.

What he had yearned to embrace was not the flesh but a down spirit, a spark, the impalpable angel that inhabits the flesh.

From that moment on, the world was hers for the reading. She would never be lonely again.

He was bare chested and in good trim. I said that just looking at him I knew there would always be an England

It is easy to be humble when a greater is preferred; but when an inferior is lifted high above our heads, how can we bear it?

It's easier to change directions while you're still moving.

Al Qaeda is almost all in Pakistan, and Pakistan has nuclear weapons. And yet for every dollar we're spending in Pakistan, we're spending $30 in Afghanistan. Does that make strategic sense?

I was once an employee myself, so I know what employees want.