Loss, once it’s become a certainty, is like a rock you hold in your hand. It has weight and dimension and texture. It’s solid and can be assessed and dealt with. You can use it...

The truth is that when you kill a man it doesn’t matter if he’s your enemy and if he’s trying to kill you. That moment of his death will eat at you for the rest...

I was a sinner. I knew that without a doubt. But I was not alone. And the night was the accomplice of us all.

What life gives us, good or bad, we seldom deserve.

We know dates and times and locations and participants but accounts of what happened depend upon the perspective from which the event is viewed.