The stroke of death is as a lover's pinch which hurts and is desired.

I used to be a real prince charming if I went on a date with a girl. But then I'd get to where I was likely to have a stroke from the stress of keeping up my act. I've since learned the key to a good date is to pay attention on her.

My dad died of a stroke.

My theory of characterization is basically this: Put some dirt on a hero and put some sunshine on the villain one brush stroke of beauty on the villain.

Actually I think Art lies in both directions - the broad strokes big picture but on the other hand the minute examination of the apparently mundane. Seeing the whole world in a grain of sand that kind of thing.