I said nothing. I’m good at saying nothing. I don’t like talking. I could go the rest of my life without saying another word, if I had to.

...were she lying crushed under the ruins of a building, were she torn by the bomb of an air raid, so long as she was still in existence she would know that action is man’s foremost obligation, regardless of anything he feels...

Writing is a dog’s life, but the only one worth living.

I think when the bottom started to drop out, we didn&#39;t recognize it.

Written By Wellington Mara

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