The repugnance to what must ensue almost immediately, and the uncertainty, were dreadful, he said; but worst of all was the idea, ‘What should I do if I were not to die now? What if...

His eyes touched lightly, and passed on.

Smokers always waxed poetic about the ritual of it, how a large part of the satisfaction was packing the box and pulling the foil wrapper and plucking an aromatic stick. They claimed they loved the...

Always be careful of where you run to. When the going gets tough, take it easy and slow down, else you venture into the den of lions.

Be alert and of sober mind. Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour. (1 Peter 5:8)

May your sleep be your death, and your wakefulness be your heaven.