He would dream of discovering a magic optometrist from whom he would purchase a pair of green-tinged spectacles which would correct his regrettable myopia, and after that he would be able to see through the dense, blinding air to the fabulous world beneath.

A thing that happens to migrants is that they lose many of the traditional things which root identity, which root the self.

I'm no friend of Tony Blair's and I consider the Middle East policies of the United States and the UK fatal.

Be sure that you go to the author to get at his meaning, not to find yours.

If the creative artist worries if he will still be free tomorrow, then he will not be free today.

My heart broke open and history fell in.

For a fellow who's not to much to look at, you have the instincts of a champion.