The world (including Drapervilleh is not a nice place, and the innocent and the young have to take their chances. They cannot be watched over, twenty-four hours of the day. At what moment, from what...

His sadness was of the kind that is patient and without hope.

It seemed like a mistake. And mistakes ought to be rectified, only this one couldn’t be. Between the way things used to be and the way they were now was a void that couldn’t be...

What we, or at any rate what I, refer to confidently as memory–meaning a moment, a scene, a fact that has been subjected to a fixative and thereby rescued from oblivion–is really a form of...

In any case, in talking about the past we lie with every breath we draw.

They looked at me, and were so full of delight in the pleasure they were giving me that some final thread of resistance gave way and I understood not only how entirely generous they were...

There is nothing so difficult to arrive at as the nature and personality of one’s parents. Death, about which so much mystery is made,is perhaps no mystery at all. But the history of one’s parents...