The Leibowitz fuss had barely ended when the shouting about the banknotes began.
The last time I visited Leibowitz was 19 years ago, on Israeli Memorial Day, 1994.
The totality of making this book has Leibowitz asserting, “It taught me to see again.”
It made him feel as if Leibowitz liked him, and approved of him.
And bring them over to Leibowitz & Hardin for a complete checkup.
Leibowitz was the kind of man who inspired instant, and complete trust.
"The first car has just been turned off the assembly line," Leibowitz said.
Dr. Leibowitz had found just about everything—except what he was looking for.
"Sal's a real crackerjack," Leibowitz said enthusiastically.
Leibowitz would find something, and the case would be over, and he could go back to Washington and rest.