I turn a corner," I offered, "just as someone ahead of me turns the next corner. I can't see what that person looks like. All I can make out is a flash of white coattails. But the whiteness of the coattails is indelibly etched in my consciousness. Ever get that feeling?

“ليس من حرب يمكن أن تنهي جميع الحروب، الحرب تنمو من الحرب.”

“Dok god muzika svira, igraj dok te noge nose. Razumes li sta ti govorim? Igraj …”

“I want to write about people who dream and wait for the night to end, who long …”

“Hay dos tipos de personas: los que son capaces de abrir su corazón a los demás …”