There Is No Creation Without Tradition; The

By Its Very Nature, The Novel Indicates That We Are Becoming. There Is No Final Solution. There Is No Last Word.

Love Can Isolate Us From Everything Around Us. But In Its Absence, We Can Be Filled With The Fear That Something Comparable Exists.

Cuba Needs A Dose Of Perestroika.

The Citizen Takes His City For Granted Far Too Often. He Forgets To Marvel.

The French Equate Intelligence With Rational Discourse, The Russians With Intense Soul-searching. For The Mexican, Intelligence Is Inseparable From Maliciousness.