He looked at me intently, from what seemed behind the veil of a grave experience. Then slowly and prophetically, he said the scariest thing I’d ever heard: “Because the answer to a heartfelt question, Jack,...

She was a woman of extended silences, I noticed, and she said very little as we walked the streets of La Boca, looking at its brightly colored houses. It was as if she understood that...

Perspective gets lost in moral certainties. Which only means that no one was ever burned at the stake by a doubter.