Taking a couple of deep breaths, he wiped quickly at the stain, threw the tissue in the waste bin, and settled back to open his mail. He reached for i..., threw away the several envelopes of Junk mail, put aside one he didn't recognise, and opened the one letter he treasured. His only daughter kept in touch. Every week his beloved Joanna sent him a letter outlining her latest activities, the progress of her ambitious husband, and the success of his lovely granddaughter Janey. Putting it aside he. Few people passed me by but there was one consolation. There was a woman sitting by the bar. Her long dark hair seemed to flow around her face and shoulders. One side fell elegantly across her breast. Her fingers played with her Gin Martini in a way that was pornographic and she sat precariously on the bar stool; one heel hooked into the rung and the other flat on the floor. She kept looking my way; furtive glances and smiles. I ignored most of them.A man in a bowler hat caught my attention as. This is a kind of death.Age does not protect you from love. But love, to some extent, protects you from age.Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of living.I postpone death by living, by suffering, by error, by risking, by giving, by losing.We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are.How wrong it is for a woman to expect the man to build the world she wants, rather than to create it. Dominion’s human collaborators fanned out from the center of town, while the sentinels raced ahead, cutting off anyone who tried to get away. They were a new breed, with enhanced legs that let them move faster than the normal sentinels. None of the humans were prisoners from Augusta, they were all members of the Misato syndicate. Dominion and Blight were still training new human soldiers, and they couldn’t yet be trusted to follow orders if outside of the city.Pandemonium filled the town as the.