Summary

Frank Riley,  A Question of Identity

“ And if the man who lives now did not exist at the time of the crime for which he is tried, can he then be judged guilty?
"Ladies and gentlemen of the jury—we await your answer."
Twilight faded, and across Central Park the skyline of the city changed from steel and concrete to a gossamer web of light and shadow. Jake Emspak sat in peace by his window, the fingers of his right hand resting gently on the gold frame of his wife's picture. He touched a button on the arm of his chair, and in a moment Ed Murrow's features came into focus on the wall-screen.
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Frank Riley,  A Question of Identity

“ Up in the TV booth, reporters sputtered, split infinitives and shattered syntax in frantic efforts to describe and interpret what had happened.
Jake Emspak stood and waited, a sear and wrinkled leaf hanging motionless in the wind.
(If the self is merely a node in a complex casual series, if self is solely energized and motivated by the sovereign need of survival and security, then the idea of a bridge between Man and the infinite is a pious illusion....)
Tony Corfino stared down at his twisted hands, and slowly they unlocked.
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Frank Riley,  A Question of Identity

“ When court reconvened, Jake began bringing to the witness stand a parade of educators, religious leaders and philosophers who kept the courtroom alternately fascinated and bewildered for the next two days. They came from London, Rome, Johannesburg, Philadelphia, Tokyo and Chicago. They came from every oasis of learning where men could still find profit in thought, without relating the profit to the cash register or the thought of technology. ”
Source: Gutenberg

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