It was the last time I would ever do that.

Even though I knew she never belonged to me, my heart didn't agree.

The old man and the boy crouched as still as lizards.

It was the last time I would ever do that.

The old man and the boy crouched as still as lizards

You suffer the blow, but you capitalize on the opportunity left in its wake.

I know now that we never get over great losses; we absorb them, and they carve us into different, often kinder, creatures. ...We tell the story to get them back, to capture the traces of footfalls through the snow.

When you elect people who were part of history; they are most likely to repeat them.