Indeed, on the face of it, this man of abnormal strength and constitution and obscure ambition, whom Hugh would never know, could never deliver nor make agreement to God for, but in his way loved and...
In the war to come correspondents would assume unheard of importance, plunging through flame to feed the public its little gobbets of dehydrated excrement.
Not that it was not a nightmare. It was, but of a very special kind he was scarcely old enough to appreciate.
Hugh put one foot up on the parapet and regarded his cigarette that seemed bent, like humanity, on consuming itself as quickly as possible.
Hugh concentrated upon different objects in the camión; the driver’s small mirror with the legend running round it—Cooperación de la Cruz Roja, the three picture postcards of the Virgin Mary pinned be...
Hell, he finished absurdly. Because— He produced a twenty-peso note and laid it on the table. I like it, he called to them, through the open window, from outside. Cervantes stood behind the bar, with...
He was safe here; this was the place he loved - sanctuary, the paradise of his despair.
Haven’t you got any tenderness or love left for me at all? Yvonne asked suddenly, almost piteously, turning round on him, and he thought: Yes, I do love you, I have all the love in the world left for...
Good God, if our civilization were to sober up for a couple of days, it'd die of remorse on the third—
For with another part of his mind he felt the encroachment of a chilling fear, eclipsing all other feelings, that the thing they wanted was coming for him alone, before he was ready for it; it was a f...
For the Love of DyingThe tortures of hell are stern, their fires burn fiercely.Yet vultures turn against the air more beautifullythan seagulls float downwind in cool sunlight,or fans in asylums spin a...
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