I stood there and stared, into the sky and at the city around me. I stood, hands at my side, and I saw what had happened to me and who I was and the way things would always be for me. Truth. There was...
We used to languish when we walked, or sidle down the street like dogs that have just done something wrong. Now Rube walks upright, because he's on the attack.
Un om nu are inimă ca a mea. Inima omenească este o linie, în timp ce a mea este un cerc și posed abilitatea infinită de a fi la locul potrivit în momentul potrivit. Consecințele acestui lucru sunt că...
It makes me wonder, Do we spend most of our days trying to remember or forget things? Do we spend most of our time running towards or away from our lives? I don't know.
I watched the sky as it turned from silver to grey to the colour of rain. Even the clouds tried to look the other way.
A young man is still a boy, and a boy sometimes has the right to be stubborn.
On June 23, 1942, there was a group of French Jews in a German prison, on Polish soil. The first person I took was close to the door, his mind racing, then reduced to pacing, then slowing down, slowin...
I wanted nothing for free.Nothing came for free at our place anyway.
I could smell something. Fear.I could taste it now.It tasted like blood in my mouth, and I could feel it slide through me and open me up when I saw him ...
The thing is, I don't even hate cops. To tell you the truth, I actually feel a little sorry for them.
I felt something and vowed that if I ever got a girl I would treat her right and never be bad or dirty to her or hurt her, ever. I vowed it and had all the confidence in the world that I would keep th...
In the darkness of my dark-beating heart, I know. He'd have loved it, all right.
[Mama's] voice was surprisingly calm and caring. As you can imagine, this worried the girl a great deal. She'd have preferred to hear them arguing. Whispering adults hardly inspired confidence.
I wanted to drown inside a woman in the feeling and drooling of the love I could give her. I wanted her pulse to crush me with its intensity. That's what I wanted. That's what I wanted myself to be.
Arschloch,
You don't always get what you wish for. Especially in Nazi Germany
It's not so much that the old friend is a better friend. It's just that you know the person better, and you know they don't really care if you're acting like a poor, grovelling idiot. They know you wo...
It was one of those moments of perfect tiredness, of having conquered not only the work at hand, but the night who had blocked the way.
[...]otra arremetida de «HeilHitler!». ¿Sabes? Lo cierto es que me sorprendería que alguien no perdiera unojo o se hiciera daño en una mano o en una muñeca en medio de ese jaleo.Bastaba con quedarse m...
What do I do now? I ask desperately. Tell me! What do I do now?He remains calm. He looks at me closely and says, Keep living, Ed…. It’s only the pages that stop here. He stays perhaps another ten minu...