What kind of a universe would it be if we could not do small kindnesses for one another? - Sheri S. Tepper

Pain and loss. Hope dimmed. Ambition quenched. Love becoming an unfunny joke on the lovers! Body saying aye; mind saying nay; now saying can; future saying can’t.

He rejoices to have done with the dead. The living need our attentions more, he says. Who can argue with that?

it has a quality other countries call cultural imperialism, which, we have found, means a tasty culture that other peoples readily enjoy, an infective culture, if you will, from which ideas and usages spread quickly.