Somewhere in him, a shadow turned mournfully over. You had to run with a night like this so the sadness could not hurt

“autrefois, il y avait des galeries aux maisons. Et quelque-fois, les gens resta…”

“I am a child of the poisonous wind that copulated with the East River on an oil…”

“Boy," said the old man at last, "in five years, how would you like a job sellin…”

“We all have our harps to play. And it's up to you now to know with which ear yo…”