Death is someone you see very clearly with eyes in the center of your heart: eyes that see not by reacting to light but by reacting to a kind of a chill from within the marrow of your own life.
October is a fine and dangerous season in America. a wonderful time to begin...
When we are dealing with death we are constantly being dragged down by the...
Without realizing it the individual composes his life according to the laws of beauty even in times of greatest distress.
