Quotes from Robert Masello

proving that life had no definitive end, but that it was merely shifted to another plane or dimension.

your business.

He sensed that he had served as a conduit, however fleetingly, for something suddenly free and wild, something as old as time, and unutterably bad.

Somebody blasted a

the trees were ancient and old,

she did not want to have to explain to him that while the world was fighting a so-called "master race" intent on ruthlessly exterminating people that they judged inferior or impure, America itself was still a stronghold of racism and discrimination.

The forecast in New Jersey is always for rain." "We are playing bridge at Kurt and Adele's tonight." "I am taking a walk with him this afternoon. We can play the game later.

Stephanie knew mat in many things

In his view, a corpse was merely an empty vessel for the spirit it had housed. "The soul," he'd said one night by a campfire in the Valley of the Kings, "is like a falcon. Despite its loyalty to the falconer, it longs to fly free. When my time comes, let my soul soar into the wind and the sky. Wherever its natural home is meant to be, that's where it will go.

This whole idea—rules of war—was absurd, she thought. Men went about killing each other in the most ingenious ways they could imagine, and on a scale never before seen, but at the same time, they insisted on making up rules of engagement to preserve a facade of civilization and morality. They were like children playing a game, but one with horrendous consequences.

Men went about killing each other in the most ingenious ways they could imagine, and on a scale never before seen, but at the same time, they insisted on making up rules of engagement to preserve a facade of civilization and morality. They were like children playing a game, but one with horrendous consequences.

magazine, People, Newsday, and the Washington Post. A long-standing member of the Writers Guild of America, he has taught and lectured at colleges and universities nationwide, including the Columbia University Graduate School of Journalism. He also served as visiting lecturer in literature at Claremont McKenna College for

And his prospects … they were altered in the Crimea. Everyone who went there was changed by it, everyone who survived was damaged. It was impossible not to be." She brushed the mist from her hair with the back of one hand. "You cannot bathe in blood every night," she said, "and emerge the next morning unstained." Michael

December 7, 1988,

Because he knew in his very bones that there could be no reason, nor any special purpose, for a Divinity. Mankind had made it all up out of whole cloth because, at bottom, everyone was afraid of the dark, afraid of ultimate extinction, afraid to face the fact that individual lives meant nothing in the grand scheme of a vast and utterly indifferent cosmos.

Heisenberg Uncertainty Principle, having to do with the fact that the very act of observing something changed the position and course of the thing being observed—at least on the subatomic level.

GIs were good for a Hershey's bar.

rent limb from limb, Anthony had been

If only there were a way, he thought, that every living creature could survive without doing injury to any other. The world had been constructed along bloody lines, of that there was no doubt, and it remained a puzzle at least as baffling as the unified field theory he had been seeking so long.

a man needs his whiskey and his cigars, or what's the point of living at all? The

Princeton in the nation's service

If you can do so, the way lies open to a new Paradise," he predicted. "If you cannot, there lies before you the risk of universal death.

to imbibe it is to undergo, at the peril of my very soul, a transformation so radical that simply to behold it threatens the sanity.

If you want to be perfect, go and sell all you have and give the money to the poor—you will have riches in Heaven.