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If you and your child were going to die tomorrow, would you not give him to eat today? Eddie woke up dead tired one morning.

Everything seemed transformed, everything had come together; everything scattered and fragmented -home, peace, the journey, the rumble of wheels, thirst, terror, the city rising out of the mist, the wan red dawn — fused together, not into a memory or a picture but into the blind, fierce ache of life itself.

I won't do it again.

The Hercynian Wood that scared the Romans so, and out of which came the white- skinned hordes of the next civilization.

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At the downhill edge of a long, narrow field in the western foothills of the La Sal Mountains -- southeastern Utah.

If memory serves it was not the Vatican.

What crushed bones are like - and intestines when they pour out? The problem with borders is the same as the problem with evil that Hannah Arendt identified: their banality.

Worse than barbed wire are birthday parties, mine and others', and roasted suckling pigs hold me like a sprig of parsley between their teeth! Music had the power to express the last turmoil of a soul in whose blind depths every experience, every moment of joy and grief, had fused with this misty morning, this glow hanging over their heads.