I write against violence. I write against fascism. I write against one person dominating another.
He said that in a way being loved is like being told you never have to die.
Nothing so completely verifies our perception of a thing as our killing of it.
... too much brooding, not enough doing.
They waited. The door did not open. The rain did not stop. The darkness made a tent and covered them completely.
Think of any great man or woman. How can you separate them from the years in which they lived? You can't. Their greatness lies in their response to that moment.