It's Funny; In This Era Of E-mail

We Gypsies Know That Where Jews Are Killed, Gypsies Are Always Murthered Too. And Then A Lot Of Other People, Usually.

It Was Strange, I Reflected.. That Even In The Weirdest Circumstances, The Most Troubling Episodes Of One's Life, The Greatest Divides From Home And Familiarity, There Were These Moments Of Undeniable Joy.

Today I Will Go To Wait For Her Again, Because I Cannot Help It, Because My Whole Being Seems Now To Be Bound Up In The Being Of One So Different From Myself And Yet So Exquisitely Familiar That I Can Scarely Understand What Has Happened.

It's Funny; In This Era Of E-mail And Voice Mail And All Those Things That Even I Did Not Grow Up With, A Plain Old Paper Letter Takes On Amazing Intimacy.

It Was Not The Brutality Of What Occurred Next That Changed My Mind And Brought Home To Me The Full Meaning Of Fear. It Was The Brilliance Of It.