The Heart Does Not Go Backward. Only

...history It Seemed Could Be Something Entirely Different A Splash Of Blood Whose Agony Didn't Fade Overnight Or Over Centuries.

He Can't Really Love Anyone, You Know, And In The End Such People Are Always Alone, No Matter How Much Other People Once Loved Them.

You Are A Total Stranger And You Want To Take My Library Book.

The Thing That Most Haunted Me That Day, However...was The Fact That These Things Had - Apparently - Actually Occurred...for All His Attention To My Historical Education, My Father Had Neglected To Tell Me This: History's Terrible Moments Were Real. I Understand Now, Decades Later, That He Could Never Have Told Me. Only History Itself Can Convince You Of Such A Truth. And Once You've Seen That Truth - Really Seen It - You Can't Look Away.

And How Could Anyone Consent To Give Up The Smell Of Open Books, Old Or New?