His Weakness Was His Belief That Evil

It Was So Easy To Disappear, So Easy To Deny Knowledge, So Very Easy In The Smoke And Din To Mask That Something Dark Had Taken Root. This Was Chicago, On The Eve Of The Greatest Fair In History.

Reading Is Such A Personal Thing To Me. I'd Much Rather Give Someone A Gift Certificate To A Bookstore, And Let That Person Choose His Or Her Own Books.

There's Something So Relentless And Foul About Hitler And His People, And The Way Things Progressed From Year To Year. It Just Got To Me In The Strangest Way.

. . . Why Some Men Choose To Fill Their Brief Allotment Of Time Engaging The Impossible, Others In The Manufacture Of Sorrow.

Reading Mission To Paris Is Like Sipping A Fine Chateau Margaux: Sublime!