People were still cramming down the stairs, and more were squeezing past the turnstiles and down the escalators onto the platforms, but it was clear to me that this wasn't going to have a happy ending.
When the gods wish to punish us, they answer our prayers.
Sorrow was like the wind. It came in gusts.
What's the earth With all its art, verse, music, worth - Compared with love, found, gained, and kept?
The dead might as well try to speak to the living as the old to the young.
Computer Science is no more about computers than astronomy is about telescopes.
I am not young enough to know everything.