She Knew Words No One Had Ever

Who Said That Justice Is What You Imagine? Can You Be Sure That You Know It When You See It, That You Will Live Long Enough To Recognize The Decisive Thunder Of Its Occurrence, That It Can Be Manifest Within A Generation, Within Ten Generations, Within The Entire Span Of Human Existence? What You Are Talking About Is Common Sense, Not Justice. Justice Is Higher And Not As Easy To Understand - Until It Presents Itself In Unmistakable Splendor. The Design Of Which I Speak Is Far Above Our Understanding. But We Can Sometimes Feel Its Presence.

Then The Bow Orchestra Began To Play An Apocalyptically Beautiful Canon, One Of Those Pieces In Which, Surely, The Composer Simply Transcribed What Was Given, And Trembled In Awe Of The Hand That Was Guiding Him.

The Voodoo Priest And All His Powders Were As Nothing Compared To Espresso, Cappuccino, And Mocha, Which Are Stronger Than All The Religions Of The World Combined, And Perhaps Stronger Than The Human Soul Itself.

Quite Possibly There's Nothing As Fine As A Big Freight Train Starting Across Country In Early Summer, Hardesty Thought. That's When You Learn That The Tragedy Of Plants Is That They Have Roots.

My Father Ran London Films. He Made Films Like 'the Red Shoes,' 'the Third Man.' And He Had Had A Long Career In The Film Business, Which Was Bifurcated With A Career In Intelligence. He Had To Deal With Gangsters, And Sometimes He Would Take Me With Him. Also, I Went To School With Their Children.