Only in today's sick society can a man be persecuted for reading too many books.
A fighter can be a winner, but that doesn't make a winner a fighter.
So many humans. So many colors.
They were French, they were Jews, and they were you.
for some reason, dying men always ask the question they know the answer to. perhaps it's so they can die being right.
Disbelief held me down inside my footsteps, making my body heavy but my heart wild.