Jesus Christ Only Had Twelve, You Know,

Coming Home From Very Lonely Places, All Of Us Go A Little Mad: Whether From Great Personal Success, Or Just An All-night Drive, We Are The Sole Survivors Of A World No One Else Has Ever Seen.

By The Age Of 9 Or 10, I Knew That I Had To Cut My Own Cloth And Make My Own Way.

If There Is One Eternal Truth Of Politics, It Is That There Are Always A Dozen Good Reasons For Doing Nothing.

But I Think The Real Tension Lies In The Relationship Between What You Might Call The Pursuer And His Quarry, Whether It's The Writer Or The Spy.

Only Esmeralda Was Not Weeping. Instead She Wore That Wooden Look That Whites Mistake For Churlishenss Or Indifference. Woodrew Knew It Was Neither. It Was Familiarity. This How Real Life Is Constituted, It Said. This Is Grief And Hatred And People Hacked To Death. This Is The Everyday We Have Known Since We Were Born And You Wazungu Have Not.