If you get hungry enough, they say, you start eating your own heart. - Margaret Atwood

Flowers, for instance, because where would we be without them?

The world is being run by people my age, men my age, with falling-out hair and health worries, and it frightens me. When the leaders were older than me I could believe in their wisdom, I could believe they had transcended rage and malice and the need to be loved. Now I know better. I look at the faces in newspapers, in magazines, and wonder: what greeds, what furies drive them on?

What could he have done or said differently? What change would have altered the course of events? In the big picture, nothing. In the small picture, so much.