“We were all staring as we passes him, slowly, like a tourist at a wildlife park watching elephants from the safety of their wagon.”
“Lord, how the day passes! It's like a life - so quickly when we don't watch it and so slowly when we do.”
“Where do we record the passing of wildlife? Who mourns the silent deaths of the small?”
“It's like a life--so quickly when we don't watch it and so slowly when we do.”
“We needed every detail of the crimes to get him charged; I had to walk him through them. I was like a tourist visiting Hell. I tried to memorize his words, retain all the details of the crimes, while at the same time warding off visions of the events. It was like watching a movie with my eyes closed.”
“I didn't realize we were being watched. We were all being watched”