He told his father he wanted to make art pictures, not lousy mobster stuff.
I was free. The first step had been taken, and it was irrevocable.
In a few days the troops were to go further on. I left the next day.
Cruelty is cruelty and you don’t ask why, you just hit first and hit hard.
I looked into their eyes and loved them, and wished to God I was dead.
I cradled the lifeless bird in my hand and marveled at its beauty.
The woman who is known only through a man is known wrong.
What humanity needed was that gravity-defying miracle, the bird.