What's the matter with you tonight?" he asked when we were out of earshot of Stirling and Co.  "I told you."  "No," he said, "it isn't just the murder tonight. Hell, I've seen you kill people and be less upset afterwards. What's wrong?

I&#39;m the last guy in the world to feel overlooked by the Academy.

When it's in a book I don't think it'll hurt any more ...exist any more. One of the things writing does is wipe things out. Replace them.

In a land of immigrants, one was not an alien but simply the latest arrival.

Written By Rudolf Arnheim

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