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Is a man a coward if he realizes that bravery is just a myth the old tell the young so they line up for the meatgrinder?
Matter, how tiny my share Time, how brief my allotment Fate, how small my roll to play Self, all that can be mastered
“Self-pity is the plebeian’s luxury. All that occurs is either endurable or unendurable. If it is endurable, endure it. If it is unendurable, follow your mother.”
“I had this picture in my head where I would wake beside Virginia. I’d let her sleep and rise to make coffee, breakfast. And when they woke, my wife and son would find me reading at the kitchen table, or maybe making something out back.”