The angry mob of villagers wield camera phones, the twenty-first century equivalent of pitchforks and flaming torches.

Les essuie-glaces, d'un dynamisme consternant pour toute personne fatiguée, dégageaient la flotte vers les autres véhicules : la vie est un échange permanent.

How many remember where they were when the war began on the 1st of September 1939?

I remember.

I should remember.

I started it.

My name is Robert Leroy Parker.

You were dead, you were sleeping the big sleep, you were not bothered by things like that, oil and water were the same as wind and air to you. You just slept the big sleep, not caring about the nastiness of how you died or where you fell. Me, I was part of the nastiness now. Far more a part of it than Rusty Regan was.

Dead men are heavier than broken hearts.

The face she made at me was probably meant for a smile. Whatever it was, it beat me. I was afraid she'd do it again, so I surrendered