Great loves, to the last, have pulses red; All great loves that have ever died dropped dead.
“Anything you strike, anything you shake or rattle, or just anything that can be picked up, and you can create a sound.”
“The old sergeant from headquarters treats me like a son and takes the greatest pride in whatever I do or write. He regularly assigns me now to certain doors, and I always obey orders like the little gentleman that I am.”