a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemned man replied: i'm not going anywhere. they're taking me by force.
Jose SaramagoAbout author
- Author's profession: Writer
- Nationality: portuguese
- Born: November 16, 1922
- Died: June 18, 2010
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Walk the Bowery under the El at night and all you feel is a sort of cold guilt. Touched for a dime, you try to drop the coin and not touch the hand, because the hand is dirty; you try to avoid the glance, because the glance accuses. This is not so much personal menace as universal? the cold menace of unresolved human suffering and poverty and the advanced stages of the disease alcoholism.
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