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Transylvania Quotes: "He thought of his wife, of his son, of his youth. He thought of life. He thought of death and then he thought of life again."

He thought of his wife, of his son, of his youth. He thought of life. He thought of death and then he thought of life again.



Transylvania Quotes: "Never give up on learning because what you put up there in your brain, ” he indicated my head with his index finger, “the Communists won’t ever be able to take away from you."

Never give up on learning because what you put up there in your brain, ” he indicated my head with his index finger, “the Communists won’t ever be able to take away from you.




Transylvania Quotes: "Stalin is dead! Stalin is dead! No school today!” we yelled. “Stalin is dead! No school today...” was a chant to linger in my ears for years to come."

Stalin is dead! Stalin is dead! No school today!” we yelled. “Stalin is dead! No school today...” was a chant to linger in my ears for years to come.



Transylvania Quotes: "The cane leaves a mark on your flesh for a few hours, a day or two. The good answers to the questions leave a mark on your brain for many years, sometimes even for life, ” my father said."

The cane leaves a mark on your flesh for a few hours, a day or two. The good answers to the questions leave a mark on your brain for many years, sometimes even for life, ” my father said.




Transylvania Quotes: "The night I was born, my great uncle Moanea, the village forester, shot a wolf. The villagers roasted it in the fire and fed the meat to the dogs."

The night I was born, my great uncle Moanea, the village forester, shot a wolf. The villagers roasted it in the fire and fed the meat to the dogs.