Would I lay down my life to save my brother? No, but I would to save two brothers or eight cousins.
“Hence, in desiring, the more the enjoyment is delayed, the more fancy begins to weave about the object images of future fruition, and to clothe the desired object with properties calculated to inflame the impulse.”
“I hated Sundays when I was growing up in Streatham, south London. Everything closed down and stopped.”