A Forest Doesn't Weep Over One Tree.

To Do Evil A Human Being Must First Of All Believe That What He's Doing Is Good, Or Else That It's A Well-considered Act In Conformity With Natural Law. Fortunately, It Is In The Nature Of The Human Being To Seek A Justification For His Actions.

Who Will Dare Say He Has Defined Art?

I Am Of Course Confident That I Will Fulfill My Tasks As A Writer In All Circumstances - From My Grave Even More Successfully And More Irrefutably Than In My Lifetime. No One Can Bar The Road To Truth, And To Advance Its Cause I Am Prepared To Accept Even Death. But May It Be That Repeated Lessons Will Finally Teach Us Not To Stop The Writer's Pen During His Lifetime? At No Time Has This Ennobled Our History.

Woe To That Nation Whose Literature Is Disturbed By The Intervention Of Power. Because That Is Not Just A Violation Against "freedom Of Print," It Is The Closing Down Of The Heart Of The Nation, A Slashing To Pieces Of Its Memory. The Nation Ceases To Be Mindful Of Itself, It Is Deprived Of Its Spiritual Unity, And Despite A Supposedly Common Language, Compatriots Suddenly Cease To Understand One Another.

At What Point, Then, Should One Resist? When One's Belt Is Taken Away? When One Is Ordered To Face Into A Corner? When One Crosses The Threshold Of One's Home? An Arrest Consists Of A Series Of Incidental Irrelevancies, Of A Multitude Of Things That Do Not Matter, And There Seems No Point In Arguing About One Of Them Individually...and Yet All These Incidental Irrelevancies Taken Together Implacably Constitute The Arrest.