Well-timed silence is the most commanding expression.
If it wasn't for music, I would think that love is mortal.
The greatest fight is when you are fighting in the smoke and cannot see with your eyes.
Marxists are people whose insides are torn up day after day because they want to rule the world and no one will even publish their letter to the editor.
The human race is intoxicated with narrow victories, for life is a string of them like pearls that hit the floor when the rope breaks, and roll away in perfection and anarchy.
Of course, you would have to be insane to hope your child grows up to be a playwright or poet. Given the odds, you would have to be quite cavalier about your children's future.