History Has Shown That The Less People

We Get Into The Habit Of Living Before Acquiring The Habit Of Thinking.

The Current Motto For All Of Us Can Only Be This: Without Giving Up Anything On The Plane Of Justice, Yield Nothing On The Plane Of Freedom.

Sometimes At Night I Would Sleep Open-eyed Underneath A Sky Dripping With Stars. I Was Alive Then.

They Came To Know The Incorrigible Sorrow Of All Prisoners And Exiles, Which Is To Live In Company With A Memory That Serves No Purpose.

Life Is Meaningless, But Worth Living, Provided You Recognize It's Meaningless.