A personal offense is like a scratch on a phonograph record. I couldn't move my thoughts beyond my pain. It kept repeating, as if I were stuck within its grooves. There was only one way to play beyond it. I had to forgive them, so my heart could take its form again.
In the last camp they all ate grass, until the authorities forbade them to pull it up. They were accustomed to having the fruits of their little communal gardens stolen by the guards, after they had done all the work; but at the last camp everything was stolen.
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Gavyn Davies, Businessman (1950) |
Nick Ferguson, Athlete (1974) |
Robin Givens, Actress (1964) |
Marilyn Hacker, Poet (1942) |
Caroline Kennedy, Celebrity (1957) |
Callie Khouri, Writer (1957) |
Brooke Langton, Actress (1970) |
Bruce Lee, Actor (1940) |
Edward Bach, Scientist (1936) |
Jerome Cavanagh, Politician (1979) |
Irvin Kershner, Director (2010) |