I would not allow anyone into the center of myself; I would make myself a place to go, deep inside, no matter what happened.
It's funny; in this era of e-mail and voice mail and all those things that even I did not grow up with, a plain old paper letter takes on amazing intimacy.
We Gypsies know that where Jews are killed, Gypsies are always murthered too. And then a lot of other people, usually.
For the first time in all the years I remembered, all the years in which my father had sheltered me from the loneliness of life with no mother, no siblings, no home country, all the years of his being...
Der Glaube ist das, was fuer uns real ist.
Didn’t Catholicism deal with blood and resurrected flesh on a daily basis? Wasn’t it expert in superstition? I somehow doubted that the hospitable plain Protestant chapels that dotted the university c...
Didn’t Catholicism deal with blood and resurrected flesh on a daily basis? Wasn’t it expert in superstition?
You are a total stranger and you want to take my library book.
Dracula — He paused. Dracula—Vlad Tepes—is still alive.
But sometimes a man who is very good thinks, I am very bad, and it—destructs his life, everything. Because he does not believe that he has any right to do something, so he does less and less.
It is a fact that we historians are interested in what is partly a reflection of ourselves, perhaps a part of ourselves we would rather not examine except through the medium of scholarship; it is also...
For all his attention to my historical education, my father had neglected to tell me this: history’s terrible moments were real. I understand now, decades later, that he could never have told me. Only...
Do you think artists are supposed to be happy? -Everyone is supposed to be. -I said staunchly,and I knew that I was indeed an idiot and that was my destiny and I didn't mind it
For the first time, I had been struck by the excitement of the traveler who looks history in her subtle face.
It gave me a feeling of temporary acceptance into that elite community, to stroll across the quad at his side. It also gave me my first faint quiver of sexual belonging, the elusive feeling that if I...
He can't really love anyone, you know, and in the end such people are always alone, no matter how much other people once loved them.
Then you must say to her, ‘Madame, I observe that your heart is broken. Allow me to repair it for you...
He said there is a place in Gaul, the oldest church in their part of the world, where some of the Latin monks have outwitted death by secret means. He offered to sell me their secrets, which he has in...
Politicians who talk about purity usually end up deciding who is pure and who is not.
History has taught us that the nature of man is evil, sublimely so. Good is not perfectible, but evil is.
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