|Never, never, never could one conceive what love is, beforehand, never. Life can |
be ... It is that extra creation that stands hurt and baffled at the place of death.
Being human, wanting children and sunlight and breath to go on, forever. - Leach
Christopher Leach - 1982 - 137 pages
|The author recalls the death of a son, and discusses his feelings about death and the meaning of life|
|Based on Saint-Exupéry's trail-blazing flights for the French airmail service over the Sahara and later, the Andes, these two novels evoke the tragic courage and nobility of the airborne pioneers who took enormous risks, flying in open ...|
|A foreword by Gandhi’s grandson Arun and an introduction by Michael Nagler add useful context. From the Trade Paperback edition.|