Bravery Is Good When The Cause Is

So I Was Still Guilty. And If I Was Not Guilty Because One Cannot Be Guilty Of Betraying A Criminal, Then I Was Guilty Of Having Loved A Criminal.

I Certainly Know German Colleagues In The Us Who Try To Be Americans, Try To Melt Into Americanism, Even Before They Get Married And Become American Citizens. But I've Never Tried That.

As A Citizen And Someone Who Was A Judge On The Constitutional Law Court For 18 Years, I Feel Whenever I Can Raise My Voice With The Hope Of Being Heard I Need To Do It, But I Wouldn't Assign A Special Wisdom And Responsibility To Writers.

It Was More Dangerous Not To Go; I Was Running The Risk Of Becoming Trapped In My Own Fantasies. So I Was Doing The Right Thing By Going. She Would Behave Normally, I Would Behave Normally, And Everything Would Be Normal Again.

It Is Hard For Me To Imagine That I Felt Good About Behaving Like That. I Also Remember That The Smallest Gesture Of Affection Would Bring A Lump To My Throat, Whether It Was Directed At Me Or At Someone Else. Sometimes All It Took Was A Scene In A Movie. This Juxtaposition Of Callousness And Extreme Sensitivity Seemed Suspicious Even To Me.