Whenever I finish a book, I start with a blank slate and never have ideas lined up.
There's something so relentless and foul about Hitler and his people, and the way things progressed from year to year. It just got to me in the strangest way.
I pride myself on having a journalistic remove.
Great murderers, like great men in other walks of activity, have blue eyes.
Time lost can never be recovered...and this should be written in flaming letters everywhere.
Chicago has disappointed her enemies and astonished the world