On the last morning of Virginia's bloodiest year since the Civil War, I built a fire and sat facing a window of darkness where at sunrise I knew I would find the sea.

On the last morning of Virginia's bloodiest year since the Civil War, I built a fire and sat facing a window of darkness where at sunrise I knew I would find the sea.

Since the civil war in Laos was resumed in earnest in 1963, American participation has been veiled in secrecy.

It was not well to drive men into final corners; at those moments they could all develop teeth and claws.

A war between Europeans is a civil war.

The destiny of the land, the nation, the South, the State, the County, was already whirling into the plunge of its precipice, not that the State and the South knew it, because the first seconds of fall always seem like soar.