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All diseases were conquered. Death was an adventure for volunteers.

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I don’t want fiction. What I want is truth. Or someone’s version of it.

A Country Doctor

A gravely ill man was waiting for me in a village ten miles distant.

A Dark Place

There was no sense in brushing off or any other civilized thing.

A Day in the Life of Woman Cartoonist

I'll rid the world of bad things. But first, I need to get more coffee.

A Different Ending

The peanut seller tore sheets out of paperback books to make the cones.

A Doctor, a Lawyer, and a Priest

The prisoners were ten ragged scarecrows wearing prison suits.

A Farmer’s Life: Xiwuqi, Inner Mongolia

For my vacation last summer, I visited the Bateer family in Xiwuqi.

A Final Conversation

I used bravado to protect myself when we lived in poverty.

A Friendly Round of Golf

“We’d be naive,” Crump went on, “not to assume that people are vile.”

A Horse Walks into a Bar

I sometimes forget I’m a horse. I’m also a man dressed as a horse.

A Human History in the Wilderness

My grandfather committed my grandmother to a mental asylum.

A Legendary Agent Reflects on Publishing

A Life with Bears

I want to focus on bears. On knowing them, and on what they need.

A Master at Work

Man is always beginning everything anew, even in his own life.

A Matter of Vocabulary

“We see you tryin’ to hide. Ain’t no use tryin’ to hide in God’s House.”

A Mother’s Son

“Maybe you should leave the rumba to those who know how to do it.”

A Personal Statement

“I’d like to talk to C about her personal statement,” Blattman said.

A Real Writer

Advance planning was never Hank’s strong suit, he had to leave her.

A Secret Space

Two weeks after she and Mark were married, Hannah fell in love.

A Smile of Fortune

She favoured me with an even more viciously scornful “Don’t care!”

A Storyteller’s Story

Americans have always a kind of tenderness for cheat.

A Summer in Between

In a way she enjoyed the slow, sad feeling of letting it go.

A Vacuum Is a Space Entirely Devoid of Matter

I needed a paycheck a lot more than I needed to be kissed.

Acorns

The guards ripped off Mara’s clothes, pinning her head against the wall.

Advice for a Young Painter

Identify where you came from, where you are, and where you wish to go.

Africa

If he’d had that seat belt on, he would have been pinned inside.

After Saddam

He said he had come back to the prison because it was home.

Agents: The Business of Writing

Art touches the soul and moves life in ways that commerce cannot. E. L. Doctorow noted that writers seem to get business ideas almost right.

Aim High Olongapo

From the flight deck Gray could see home, wherever that might be.

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