"The truth of the matter is that death is a mystery to me. I have no opinion on the subject."

"Young, blond fags with powder-blue eyes and soft shoes skipped along arm-in-arm. Chinese girls with long hair and bla…"

"I’m an innocent, brown-eyed child of the sun. Just a peach-picker’s boy from the West Side. Riverbank. My father’s a …"

"I simply nod, for I have already noticed the short distance between his right and left eyes. It is my secret way of d…"

"He reached his hand toward me. “You don’t mind my asking, do you?” “Of course not,” I say calmly as I reverse the lit…"

"Manuel Mercado Acosta is an indio from the mountains of Durango. His father operated a mescal distillery before the r…"

"In fact the only times we could read funny books was when my father was in the Navy. Nothing would infuriate him more…"

"When we left El Segundo Barrio across the street from the international border, we didn’t expect the Mexicans in Cali…"

"We had to fight the Okies because we were Mexicans! It didn’t matter to them that my brother and I were outcasts on o…"

"For twelve months now, since I first began the practice of law, since I became an attorney, a man who speak for other…"