A man painstakingly plans for every detail, carefully lays the foundations, picks his moments wisely and adds the right pieces with gusto only to be confronted a turn before the end of the race by a stubborn, more dead than alive, old man.

Death makes its own choices.

Has reasoning an order has a taste…

...choose your battles wisely and remember, what the heart knows, walks afar from reason. It simply is.

Greed runs in all men...

Mister if you want more to join,’ She said half-choked ‘you’ll have to put in the coin.

There I was to attempt,
Jupiter-only-knew what extravagant acts of foolhardiness, what some
people call bravery, to rescue a barbarian I barely knew.
Do not get me wrong. I did like him.
But you don't go ahead and slit your throat
because you like someone.