This story speaks volumes about where freedom and the right to dissent are practiced.

Taken both together, and along with my persistent dreams, the story spoke aloud to me.

Practically all the stories speak of the dark, or twilight.

As a result, all of the survivors interviewed for this story spoke on condition that their names not be used.

He has several different names, it seems, and no back story to speak of.

His stories are grounded to earth and speaks about the common people around us.

The stories, if not their characters, speak across distances to one another.

Yet, the most choice and delightful satisfaction was precisely that of which our story must not speak.

Short stories speak to those aspects of experience in which that loneliness seems most acutely felt.

Or it may have been more attributable to the times, in which stories about rich people didn't speak to the American public.