Achilles Absent Was Achilles Still!

Like A Girl, A Baby Running After Her Mother, Begging To Be Picked Up, And She Tugs On Her Skirts, Holding Her Back As She Tries To Hurry Off—all Tears, Fawning Up At Her, Till She Takes Her In Her Arms… That’s How You Look, Patroclus, Streaming Live Tears.

Bad Herdsmen Waste The Flocks Which Thou Hast Left Behind.

One Who Contends With Immortals Lives A Very Short Life.

We Live In A Society Of Laws. Why Do You Think I Took You To All Those Police Academy Movies? For Fun? Well, I Didn't Hear Anybody Laughing, Did You?

The Skin Of The Coward Changes Color All The Time, He Can't Get A Grip On Himself, He Can't Sit Still, He Squats And Rocks, Shifting His Weight From Foot To Foot, His Heart Racing, Pounding Inside The Fellow's Ribs, His Teeth Chattering. He Dreads Some Grisly Death. But The Skin Of A Brave Soldier Never Blanches. He's All Control. Tense But No Great Fear.