When I was a child... I was watching a snowstorm, and hopefully asked, 'Momma, do we believe in winter?'
There are no uncontaminated angels
The book really comes to life in the rewriting.
The signore...wishes her to begin at the beginning.
When he [Joe Lewis] was asked upon his retirement about his long career, Joe sweetly summed it up in just ten words. 'I did the best I could with what I had'.
As for himself, however hateful life was, it was hateful in a home and not in the gutter. Many Americans hated their homes. The number of homeless in America couldn't touch the number of Americans who had homes and families and hated the whole thing.