Murder Is The Unique Crime, The Only

The Tragedy Of Loss Is Not That We Grieve, But That We Cease To Grieve, And Then Perhaps The Dead Are Dead At Last.

If All Power Corrupts, Then A Doctor, Who Literally Holds Life And Death In His Hands, Must Be At Particular Risk.

The Greatest Mystery Of All Is The Human Heart.

It Was Reasonable To Struggle, To Suffer, Perhaps Even To Die, For A More Just, A More Compassionate Society, But Not In A World With No Future Where, All To Soon, The Very Words "justice," "compassion," "society," "struggle," "evil," Would Be Unheard Echoes On An Empty Air.

Ambition, If It Were To Be Savored, Let Alone Achieved, Had To Be Rooted In Possibility.