I saw Mussolini tirelessly contemplate a parade of thousands of young men..

Trotsky rises to give me his hand, then sits at his desk, gently allowing his regard to light on my person..

If your vision of the world is of a certain kind you will put poetry in everything, necessarily..

I would like to carve my novel in a piece of wood. My characters—I would like to have them heavier, more three-dimensional ... My characters have a p….