At 86, I can easily look back to the last eight decades. Though memory often fails me now, so many images of… — F. Sionil Jose Copy Share Image
“Don Jacinto did not reply; perhaps he understood that there was no measure for love of country except in sacrifice, and why… — F. Sionil José Love Copy Share Image
“How many funerals had he attended, how many open graves had he seen, watched the coffins eased down, or sometimes just a… — F. Sionil José Coffins Copy Share Image
“I am a commuter, not between the city and the village, although I do this frequently; not between the inane idealism of… — F. Sionil Jose Identity Copy Share Image
Perhaps, this is what love has always been, whether it is for a woman of for a cause -- the readiness to… — F. Sionil José Copy Share Image
“All her life, she was used to being pampered, to having everything she desired, but the things that she valued were never… — F. Sionil José Heart Copy Share Image
When you love someone, that love has no limit, no measure, because you know in your deepest being that when that love… — F. Sionil José Breathing Copy Share Image
“In a world grown dark with deceit there there are many who are blinded and few who can hold up a light… — F. Sionil José Copy Share Image
