Jennifer

“Then she saw him stop and wipe his brow with his handkerchief. Once, twice. And then once again. But she did not see the grin of relief spread over his face. That she did not see because her eyes had filled with tears. And the geraniums, they were just as sad. In any case, that's how they smelled.”
― Wolfgang Borchert, The sad geraniums, and other stories

“Not unseated,
Not even touched
By the shocks of sickness,
Gods stand worlds from men.”
― Bacchylides, Greek Lyric, Volume IV: Bacchylides, Corinna, and Others

“It's just a job. Grass grows, birds fly, waves pound the sand. I beat people up.”
― Muhammad Ali

“By the way, a gendarme assured me this is not a prison.”
― E. E. Cummings, The Enormous Room