In Bosnia, as in Rwanda, however, passive neutrality was tantamount to complicity with the perpetrators of “ethnic cleansing” and mass murder.

I made no answer, for I could not - especially before Leo - tell her that since I had seen her face I knew that it would always be before my eyes, and that I had no wish to prolong an existence which must always be haunted and tortured by her memory, and by the last bitterness of unsatisfied love.

Watch it, Bubba!

When spring comes, the frogsicle defrosts and shivers back to life.