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I weep for you with all the letters of the alphabet
that made your hopeful songs. I saw how reason spent
itself in vain for hope, how you strove against regret—
and all the while your hearts were…
Odets:(pulls a silver cigarette case from his pocket, takes out an unfiltered cigarette, offers the case to Werfel) Smoke?Werfel:Nicotine is bad for you…thanks. (He takes out three cigarettes and puts…
The criterion for the selection of works to be included in the anthology was above all their lasting literary and artistic value, though here and there poems and short stories were…