Matters change and morals change; men remain

. . . early morning does not mince words . . .

And he continued to stare at her, afflicted by the thought that where Beauty was, nothing ever ran quite straight, which, no doubt, was why so many people looked on it as immoral.

We are all familiar with the argument: Make war dreadful enough, and there will be no war. And we none of us believe it.

A man of action, forced into a state of thought, is unhappy until he can get out of it

You can’t fundamentally change a person, and some actions are certainties, doomed to be repeated. If fate exists, then it pertains only to people. The fact that we are stubborn is often our undoing.