I asked this heroic pet lover how it felt to have died for a schnauzer named Teddy. Salvador Biagiani was philosophical. He said it sure beat dying for absolutely nothing in the Viet Nam War.

Ta ta and adios. Or, as Saint Peter said to me with a sly wink, when I told him I was on my last-round trip to Paradise: 'See you later, Alligator.'

His plan? To pass out weapons to slaves, so they could overthrow their masters. Suicide.

What do men want? They want a lot of pals, and they wish that people wouldn't get so mad at them.

Perhaps people throw themselves into heated polemics to give content to their lives, to warm their hearts. What Luther said of hatred is true of all quarreling…

There's no meaning of life if I've lost you.

This manslaughter must be stopped. You are losing; if you persist, it will only result in greater bloodshed.