What people read revealed so much about them that she considered our card catalog a treasure house of privileged secrets; each card contained the map of an individual’s soul.

“...but now the worst crime was pretending to be something you were not.”

“Certain things need not be said, and there’s nothing, not a whisper, prayer, no…”

“We had to survive to remember. Otherwise everything we were would disappear. Th…”

“Young Sally Owens: He will hear my call a mile away. He will whistle my favorit…”