This is the only way to mourn their deaths. Our childhood friends are there. Our blood relations are there. But we can't visit each other even at the time of grief.

It is my last wish to cross over to that village and console my friends and relatives.

As the mosque in that village announces more deaths and more burials, we line up for prayers on this side.

. . . because we cannot conceive that as we grow up our own minds will become so enlarged and elevated that we ourselves shall then regard as trifling those objects and pursuits we now so fondly cherish, and that, though our companions will no longer join us in those childish pastimes, they will drink with us at other fountains of delight, and mingle their souls with ours in higher aims and nobler occupations beyond our present comprehension, but not less deeply relished or less truly good for that, while yet both we and they remain essentially the same individuals as before.

His memory loved her too much.

I am a citizen of the world. Some of my best friends are black, including those I had from childhood. The fact that I made a joke in order to motivate a player has nothing to do with being racist. I'm not a racist.