I'll be polite and hold my tongue.
I'm so weak, it's about all I can hold.
P. M.

David Boyd <[log in to unmask]> wrote:

“Yet each man kills the thing he loves,
By each let this be heard,
Some do it with a bitter look,
Some with a flattering word,
The coward does it with a kiss,
The brave man with a sword!
Some kill their love when they are young,
And some when they are old;
Some strangle with the hands of Lust,
Some with the hands of Gold:
The kindest use a knife, because
The dead so soon grow cold.
Some love too little, some too long,
Some sell, and others buy;
Some do the deed with many tears,
And some without a sigh:
For each man kills the thing he loves,
Yet each man does not die.”

― Oscar Wilde

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On 15 Oct 2013, at 03:02, Peter Montgomery <[log in to unmask]> wrote: